The circle of runes around Elrodan turned not outward, but inward. The moonlight drew itself in, transforming into a circle of votum that burned from within his soul.
[LUNAR MARTYR: SOUL TITHE]
The Chaos vault creaked—not by light, but by an old promise. The three knots of their former oath—the Triune Oath—emerged as three spikes of light: Darrius (extinguished), Elrodan (now aflame), and Garruk (demanding). The second spike struck the ground, impaling Garruk with a lava-moon chain.
Rena swung [SEVERANCE], cutting through the rope—dense sparks exploded, but the chain reappeared, forged by the sound of a magical hammer from the bowels of the earth.
Noah hissed in my gauntlet. "Source of empowerment: Martyr Sync. If the sacrifice is successful, the target receives the full Titan's Aegis. The chain is in the domain of the oath—priority is difficult to break."
I raised my palm toward Elrodan. [SOUL CLAMP]—the jaws of the gauntlet closed…
TING!
