The lattice fractured. Not shattered. Splintered.
The swirling Vortex within stretched, tendrils of raw Consumer energy lashing through the chamber. They touched the Revenant. The ship didn't just vanish; it unraveled, its existence rewritten into screaming light, then nothingness. Handler's final scream was cut short by the erasure of space-time itself.
[CONSUMER FRAGMENT STABILITY: 43%]
[TOMB-01 STRUCTURAL INTEGRITY: 61%]
The Vortex reached for Lin Mo. Hunger, ancient and insatiable, washed over him. The Void Seed on his finger screamed in recognition and terror. It wasn't just a key; it was a leash, and the beast was snapping it.
[OMEGA GHOST: FAILING]
The chitin plates dissolved under the Vortex's touch. Lin Mo's flesh felt transparent.
[SEED OVERRIDE REQUIRED: SUPPRESS FRAGMENT]
[RISK: SEED MERGER/CONSUMPTION]
Wu Gen's voice crackled over the comms, weak but fierce. "Kid! The sword! Use the pieces!"
Lin Mo remembered – the broken shards of Wu Gen's Elder blade, salvaged from Phobos. They hummed in his pocket, resonating with the lattice. Not a weapon. A scalpel.
He poured Seed energy into the shards. Not to destroy. To repair.
[VOID SEED FUNCTION: REALITY SUTURE - ELDER TECH PROTOCOL]
Golden light, pure and stabilizing, erupted from the shards. It lanced towards the fractured lattice, weaving strands of impossible geometry. The Vortex recoiled, shrieking. The fractures began to seal.
But not fast enough. A tendril lashed out, not at Lin Mo, through the Tomb's structure – towards the crippled Dawn's Edge, towards Yu.