Chapter 57: Battle of the Unremembered

The battle didn't begin with war cries.

It began with laughter.

Naia, swirling flame in her palm, cackled. "Okay. This is officially the weirdest thing I've ever signed up for."

The Host of the Forgotten stepped forward. Their forms twisted—not in evil, but in instability. Reality tried to reject them, and they rejected it back.

One reached Korrin. A man with glowing script across his skin.

"I was a failed god," he whispered. "You will join me."

Korrin gritted his teeth. "I flunked out of spell school. I'm not scared of you."

He detonated a spell bomb in the man's chest.

The Host screamed—but didn't die.

Elyse stepped forward, shield glowing.

Naia screamed "COVER ME!" and launched into the air.

Liss didn't move.

Until she heard a voice—her own voice, from a nearby reflection.

"You should have stayed erased."

It was another Liss. Cold. Brutal. With void deeper than hers.

They clashed.

Steel met breath. Shadow met concept.

Liss grinned.

"Then unmake me again, if you can."