Chapter 1243

"What if she's inside the island now?" Emma asked quietly. "Inside… that thing?"

"She is," Rose said. "But not gone. Just buried. We find where she landed. Where it went. And we pull her back."

"How?" Lucy asked.

Sophie knelt at the edge of the crater, her hand brushing the black smear. "She's part of it now. We follow what she touched."

Zoey's expression sharpened. "The roots."

They all turned to her.

Zoey pointed toward the forest. "When I was… under its influence, I kept seeing visions. Roots in the water. Roots made of bone. They weren't just part of the trees - they were alive. Connected to the island's heart. That's where it wanted to take us. That's where it was born."

Emma nodded. "The same dream. A glowing spine buried beneath the trees. The closer we got to it, the more control it had."

Sophie stood. "Then we go there."

No one protested.

They moved together. No tools. No weapons. Just belief.