Azure's gaze sharpens. "Eighty percent? That's no joke. If they keep feeding it corrupted animals and beasts, that thing's going to become a serious power source. And if this leader keeps distributing the prana like it's doing now…" He trails off, watching as another Shadewraith bows before the leader, receiving a faint pulse of energy from the glowing crystal.
The implications are clear—and unsettling.
"Correct," Nexus confirms. "As long as the Shadewraiths sustain the crystal with offerings, its stored mana will continue to grow. This process, combined with their newfound hierarchy, indicates the emergence of a self-sustaining system. They are no longer merely scavengers. They are becoming a collective force."
Azure chuckles darkly, though there's no humor in it. "And the Lunari won't even see it coming. They won't leave their precious territory unless they absolutely have to. These Shadewraiths could build an empire right under their noses."
