The ground didn’t shake. It focused . A single spike of obsidian and compacted time erupted from the fault line, clean as a spear, and traveled seven miles underground. It emerged directly beneath the Church’s hidden basilica. Not a soul died. But the basilica—every vault, every relic, every contract written in sinner’s ink—sank into the crust, folded like paper, and was never found again.
As she approached the crystal, the Keeper's words echoed in her mind: "To claim the Deepwoken Earth Piercer, you must first listen to the whispers of the earth." Eira closed her eyes, focusing on the subtle vibrations of the planet. The whispers grew louder, guiding her through a series of intricate trials that tested her courage, wisdom, and determination. deepwoken earth piercer
And somewhere, deep beneath the world, the last fragment of Harran the Sunderer began to sing. The ground didn’t shake