The echoes surged forward, their forms flickering as if struggling to maintain coherence. Yumi braced herself, heart pounding. If this worked, they had a chance—if not… she shoved the thought aside.
Eli was the first to act. He lunged toward an approaching echo, but instead of dodging or attacking, he did something entirely unexpected—he reached out and grabbed it.
The moment his fingers touched the shifting form, the echo convulsed, its body glitching like corrupted data. Its hollow eyes widened in something resembling fear.
"Yumi, it's working!" Eli yelled. "They don't know what to do!"
Yumi didn't hesitate. She threw herself into the chaos, deliberately stepping in front of an echo that lunged for her. Instead of reacting defensively, she moved with it, mirroring its actions.
The results were immediate.
The echoes began to distort, their forms flickering wildly. Some started overlapping with one another, their movements glitching into contradictions. Their attacks faltered.
Arjun watched with wide eyes. "We're forcing inconsistencies into the memory stream. It's unraveling!"
Azrael remained still, observing as the echoes started breaking apart. He exhaled slowly. "You're forcing the system to confront what shouldn't exist."
More echoes began to collapse, their forms warping into splintered fragments of static before vanishing entirely. The hollow landscape trembled, the entire space reacting to the disruption.
Suddenly, the sky above them cracked like shattered glass.
Yumi's pulse quickened. "It's breaking."
Azrael's gaze darkened. "Then brace yourself."
The world imploded.
A rush of fragmented images flooded Yumi's mind—memories that weren't hers. Faces she didn't recognize. Voices whispering half-forgotten truths. And then—
A single, chilling thought surfaced in the chaos.
The Echo was never meant to be unlocked.
Then, the world snapped back into focus.
They were falling.