Then the corruption on her cheek flared.
The pain hit like a needle driven into bone. Lilyanna's eyes flew open as heat lanced through the mark, the dull blemish suddenly alive and burning. The stain spread a fraction of an inch before her authority clamped down and forced it still.
But the damage was done. The door was open.
"Kekeke…"
The laugh slid into her divine space like smoke through a cracked wall. Low and venomous, carrying a weight that pressed against the planes of her dimension.
Lilyanna's spine went rigid.
The presence that followed was old and immense, pushing against the structure of her domain from the outside. It tested the boundaries, probed the edges, and then found the corruption anchored in Lilyanna's skin and followed it inward like a thread through a needle.
"Kekeke… Well now."
The voice paused. The amusement shifted to confusion.
"This is not the boy's soul realm."
