The others stepped forward in quiet awe. Zoey's lips parted in a soft curse, but her grin was wild, exhilarated. Scarlet slipped an arm around her waist and pressed into her side, whispering something that made Zoey chuckle even through the awe. Lucy crouched beside the cliff's edge, studying the terrain below with a focused frown. Her blade was already in her hand again, a silent promise she'd protect them no matter what lay between them and that spire. Susan, Grace, Natalie, Stella, all moved slowly across the stone, their eyes on the misty colossus ahead. Emma didn't speak, but she moved to flank Jude instinctively, watching him with that quiet look that always said more than words ever could.
"There's no bridge," Jude said, voice rough with the wind and wonder. "No path. Not yet."
"There will be," Rose said, her voice low, thoughtful. "The spiral doesn't show us everything. Only what we're ready for."