For a long, breathless moment, the Arbiter could only stare, unable to believe what she was seeing.
High above the arena, the dome of the skies trembled, rippling as if struck by an unseen hand. A glow spread across its surface, strands of light weaving together until the heavens themselves split open. The rift widened, spilling radiant colors into the arena — streams of brilliance cascading downward like rivers of molten crystal through a crack in the sky.
The crowd's awe and unease thickened in the air. Gasps gave way to hushed silence as the shimmer continued to expand, bathing the marble tiers and pillars in prismatic light.
