Sagiri, Lira, and Lady Kiana stepped together into the glowing aura of the central crystal core. A powerful metaphysical gale rushed outward from the core, threatening to throw them backward onto the shattered floor.
The air in the sanctum was charged with intense void energy, crackling with silver and violet sparks that hissed against their clothes. Nokai's twenty floating blades formed a protective circle overhead, cleaving through the violent energy currents.
In the center of the radiant light, the silver crystal core spun with immense power, releasing five thousand years of accumulated historical frequencies all at once. The sheer noise of the raw energy threatened to overwhelm Sagiri's ears.
"The frequency is too chaotic," Sagiri shouted over the roaring void storm, his boots skidding back half a step against the glass floor. "If I force a direct connection without a harmonizer, the energy backlash will incinerate our nervous systems."
