Three Heirs, One Key The sky shattered. BOOOOOOOOOOM! Reality cracked apart. The heavens split open. Red lightning exploded across the world. The gigantic hand finally broke through. Halfway. Its fingers stretched across the sky. Large enough to cover entire cities. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then nobody moved. Not Thomas. Not Cassian. Not Eryx. Because for one terrifying moment— they all looked up. And realized just how small they were. Then the Bastion screamed. Actually screamed. The ancient fortress trembled. Walls collapsed. Towers shattered. Blue energy erupted from every direction. The Bastion was dying. Then the fortress voice echoed. Weak. Broken. "THE FINAL KEY..." Silence. Then: "MUST BE CLAIMED." The golden platform before them glowed brighter. The Seventh Key floated above it. Beautiful. Brilliant. Waiting. Then Eryx raised his spear. Immediately. Then: "No more delays." The Eighth Heir moved first. Fa
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