I raised my hand slowly, my focus locking onto the tablet above.
The chains responded.
At first, it was subtle. A faint tremor ran through them, a deep vibration that echoed through the void as if something ancient had just awakened. Then the movement grew stronger. The massive crimson chains began to shift, lifting away from their anchored positions, rising upward in response to my will.
They were enormous.
From this distance, they looked like pillars of crimson cutting through space, but as they moved, their true scale became clear. Each link alone was larger than entire war constructs, layered with markings that pulsed faintly as they came alive. The weight of them was not just physical, it pressed against reality itself.
I remained at the center, suspended between them.
One chain to my left.
One to my right.
And then the weight hit.
