The sunken chamber pulsed with Mycoglyphs, their glow casting jagged shadows across Clayton's bloodied form.
His Heartseed Core screamed, split between his humanoid shell and the Verdant Lord germinating in the Rootsite's root-cluster. Verdant Reign anchored the chamber, roots weaving a throne for his titan, but it left him vulnerable, a seed in Echoterra's crucible all over again.
The Verdant Apostate's spectral tendrils lashed, her Echoes of Ruin, a corrupted Aspect born of betrayal flooding the air with whispers of despair.
She was Initiate Ember, but her power was a storm, unstoppable, tearing at Clayton's soul.
"You'll break," she hissed, her half-masked face twisted, eyes blazing with Genesis malice. "Like I broke. Like they broke".
"BREAK!" She growled, face twisted in hatred and disgust.
