Heat exploded up Rama's arm in a wave that felt less like pain than like something long asleep finally sitting upright, and the fractal mark beneath his skin blazed bright enough to throw shifting orange light across the whole frost-veined chamber.
[Quest Chain Updated: The First Ember]
[New Data Unlocked: Fragment Response Threshold Reached]
[Recommended Action: None. Proceed.]
He did not stop to parse the words scrolling faint across his vision. He closed the distance to Sekar in two strides and closed his marked hand around the frost creeping up her wrist, and the instant skin met skin the cold recoiled, hissing away from her arm like water flicked onto a hot pan, retreating in visible, startled flinches back toward the tendrils still wrapped around the Second Anchor's massive translucent form.
