The chamber fell into stunned silence.
"The Rift... is the prison."
Nyxar's words echoed through everyone's minds.
No one spoke.
No one moved.
The revelation was too enormous to process.
For thousands of years, the Guardians had believed the Heart was the prison.
That the seal existed to contain the Devourer.
But the truth was far worse.
The Heart was merely a lock.
A lock keeps the Rift closed.
And the Rift...
Contained something beyond imagination.
Emily felt her connection to the Heart pulsing violently.
With every crack spreading across its surface, she could sense what waited beyond.
A vast consciousness.
Ancient.
Patient.
Hungry.
The Devourer wasn't trapped inside the Heart.
Only a fragment of its will was.
Its true body remained beyond the Rift.
Waiting.
Watching.
Preparing.
The realization made her blood run cold.
The Devourer roared.
The sound shook the entire Sanctuary.
Darkness exploded from the widening fractures.
The floor cracked.
