The violet pulse in the scroll answers a deeper throb under the floor. The palace stones groan, and a hairline crack races from the throne dais toward the far wall.
Hades
This is not just a message. It is a tether.
Thanatos
Ares, the direction is in the floor. Something is moving below Corinth, and it is feeding on the wards.
Iphitus
Then my city is already in its path. The prayers, the silence, the dead not coming... that is where it reaches us.
The scroll flares brighter in Hades' hand. On the stone beside the dais, the dust-mark from Tartarus points like an arrow toward the lower chambers, where the underworld's seal begins to tremble.
Thanatos
If the thing is climbing through the link, the only way to stop it is at the source.
Hades turns toward Ares, already bracing for the next descent. The breach is no longer hidden. It leads straight from Tartarus toward Corinth.