The platform under their feet began to hum, and tendrils of light wrapped gently around them, syncing their intentions directly to the forming city above.
Each member of the team closed their eyes, focusing.
Images formed—coral spires humming with resonance, lush tide gardens growing between crystalline walkways, deepwater sanctuaries for the Choir children to live and dream. Whole neighborhoods shaped by memory and will, floating harmoniously in the gentle currents of the Aethralun Rift.
The Tideheart Nexus responded to every thought, building, weaving, stabilizing.
At the heart of it all, a towering citadel—The Resonant Spire—began to form, a living bastion that would house the revived Choir and the city's new stewards.
Aqua turned, tears shimmering in her eyes. "It's working... we're making it real."
But then—the Tideheart pulsed sharply, an alert flaring across the Nexus.
[WARNING: DEEP LAYER STIRRING DETECTED]
[ANOMALY: UNSYNCHRONIZED ENTITY APPROACHING]
