Hundreds of feet beneath the surface of the Endless Pool, the darkness opened into a vast floor of smooth black granite.
Thin lines of silver light ran through the stone, glowing like veins beneath the earth. Sagiri floated in the middle of the cold water, surrounded by silver currents that twisted around his body.
The freezing water pressed against his chest, forcing the heat inside him to settle for a moment. But the danger was far from over.
Inside his body, three powerful forces were fighting for control. The dark power of the N'folu Archive clashed with the heavy earth energy of the southern relics he had absorbed. On top of that, the silver void energy left behind by Kiana's needles tore through his damaged pathways.
Sagiri opened his mouth in a silent scream. Bubbles rushed past his face and rose toward the surface.
