The resonance chamber's throne vanished. In its place stretched an endless mirrored labyrinth.
Every surface—walls, floor, ceiling—reflected their bodies in perfect, infinite copies. Elizabeth stood at the center with that wicked smile on her face. She triggered the illusion weave with a casual flick of her fingers.
"Walk," she said softly. "Every reflection is another version of you begging to be used."
Calypso and Bela stepped forward. Their naked bodies multiplied instantly. Calypso's swollen pregnant belly and heavy, leaking breasts appeared everywhere. Milk already beaded at her nipples.
Bela's glowing divine markings lit up rivers of silver light across every duplicate, turning the labyrinth into a sea of pulsing holiness ready to break.
Elizabeth shoved Aiden back against one mirrored wall. "Watch them multiply for you, my Emperor."
