The eclipse stopped. The sun returned, calm and golden.
Lexi smirked, pulling a magnesium flare. “I steal from dead gods. Big difference.” lexi luna tomb raider
Outside, the eclipse began—a slow, hungry bite out of the sun. Lexi climbed a temple pyramid, the mask now burning hot. Q’s voice crackled: “The legends say the mask needs a volunteer’s blood, or it takes the sun itself.” The eclipse stopped