The ground rushed toward them in a blur of fractured light and shattered memories. Yumi's breath caught in her throat as the void twisted around them, the remnants of the collapsing Echo distorting reality itself.
Eli flailed beside her, his voice barely audible over the deafening roar. "Not how I wanted to go out!"
Yumi clenched her teeth and forced herself to focus. There had to be a way—this wasn't real space. The Echo was a construct, and that meant there were rules. Rules that could be bent.
Azrael was falling too, his expression unreadable. He wasn't fighting it.
But Arjun was.
Yumi spotted him a few meters away, his form flickering as if shifting between realities. His hands moved in rapid, deliberate motions, tracing patterns in the air.
Then—
A pulse of energy erupted from him.
Yumi felt a force grab hold of her, slowing her descent. Eli's yell turned from terror to shock as their fall became a controlled glide.
They landed hard but intact on what looked like a platform of pure light, floating amidst the wreckage of the crumbling Echo.
Eli groaned, rolling onto his back. "That was way too close."
Yumi barely had time to process before she turned to Arjun. "What did you do?"
Arjun exhaled, sweat dripping from his brow. "Localized stabilization. The Echo is collapsing, but I found a thread to anchor us—for now."
Azrael landed smoothly, his gaze unreadable as he surveyed the crumbling world around them. "You disrupted the cycle," he said, almost amused. "Now you'll see why it was never meant to be broken."
The space around them convulsed.
A door formed in the air.
Not a physical one, but a shifting, pulsing rift, as if reality itself was tearing open.
Beyond it, something stirred.
Something waiting.
Yumi's heart pounded. "What's on the other side?"
Azrael smiled.
"The truth."