A wounded civilian militia member named Corin lay upon the linen mattress, his face pale and beaded with sweat.
Corin curled his left hand against the mattress and tried to hide the tremor that crossed his wrist whenever the filament pulsed.
A dark parasitic resonance filament pulsed beneath the skin of his left wrist, linking his core to the choral possession network.
Vella stood beside the cot in her manifested form, her gold hair and violet streaks tied back loosely with a silver ribbon.
Beside her, Hajin rested his left hand against her shoulder, keeping the Ring of Forgotten Eternity actively grounded between them.
The equipped Spirit Ring contract served as an immovable spiritual anchor, absorbing excess mana feedback before it could overwhelm her vessel.
The young militia fighter looked up with trembling eyes, clenching a small carved toy songbird in his right fist.
