Chapter 1213

The light burned brighter, not with warmth, but with a terrible intensity, like staring into something sacred and wrong all at once. The faceless woman stood still at the edge of the clearing, her presence cutting through the air like a blade. The trees behind her bowed inward. The very forest seemed to shrink from her presence.

Rose didn't hesitate. Her fingers moved with purpose, sketching watcherscript in the dirt with a shard of bone Jude hadn't seen her pick up. The runes curved and spiraled in precise strokes, glowing faintly with each completed line.

"Don't look at it," she warned. "If it catches your full gaze, it binds you to it. That's how it spreads."

Jude held Susan tighter. She was shaking but not resisting. Her eyes were closed, her lips moving silently - he didn't know if it was prayer or memory, but she wasn't panicking.

Sophie circled behind him, holding a blade low. "How do we know this will work?"