The Nexus Core pulsed like a beating heart, its fractured light painting the chamber in an eerie kaleidoscope of shadow and brilliance. Ayane stood frozen, her breath catching as the tendrils of chaotic energy coiled tighter around the core. Each pulse sent vibrations through the ground beneath her feet, a reminder of the fragile balance they were walking on.

"Not exactly a warm welcome," Dey muttered, his grip tightening on his blade. Despite his attempt at levity, there was no mistaking the tension in his voice.

Ethan didn’t respond. His gaze was locked on the Core, his expression unreadable. Ayane recognized that look—it was the same one he wore whenever the stakes were highest.

She took a step closer to the Core, the crystal around her neck glowing faintly in response. The resonance was almost soothing, a strange contrast to the chaos surrounding them.

"Are you sure about this?" Ayane asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ethan finally turned to her, his eyes narrowing. "We don’t have a choice. If we don’t stabilize the Core, this entire simulation collapses—and takes us with it."

"And if we fail?" Dey asked, his tone uncharacteristically grim.

Ethan’s silence was answer enough.

The air around them grew colder, and the faint hum of the Core deepened into a low growl. Ayane’s instincts screamed at her to move, but before she could react, the shadows coalesced into a towering figure.

This new adversary was unlike the Guardian or the Fragment before it. Its form shifted constantly, an amalgamation of corrupted data and pure Nexus energy. It had no face, only a void where its features should have been.

"Another Fragment?" Ayane asked, already bracing herself.

"No," Ethan said, his voice tight. "This is different. This is..."

Before he could finish, the creature lunged. Its movements were impossibly fast, its claws slashing through the air with a sound like tearing fabric.

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Ayane barely managed to dodge, the attack grazing her shoulder. Pain flared, but she forced herself to focus.

"Dey, cover her!" Ethan barked, moving to intercept the creature.

Dey was already in motion, his blade flashing as he struck at the creature’s side. The attack landed, but the blade passed through as if cutting smoke.

"That’s not fair," Dey growled, dodging a retaliatory swipe.

Ayane clenched her fists, the crystal around her neck blazing with light. The creature turned its attention to her, its void-like face tilting as if recognizing the power she carried.

"Why is it always me?" she muttered, raising her hands.

The crystal’s energy surged, a wave of light cascading outward. The creature recoiled, its form flickering and distorting.

"Keep going!" Ethan shouted, his blade striking at the creature’s back. "It’s vulnerable!"

Ayane gritted her teeth, pouring more energy into the crystal. The light grew brighter, and the creature let out a soundless scream, its form unraveling like a frayed thread.

But the strain was immense. Ayane’s knees buckled, and the light faltered.

"Ayane!" Dey was at her side in an instant, his arm steadying her. "You’re pushing too hard!"

"I’m fine," she said through gritted teeth, though the trembling in her hands betrayed her words.

Ethan darted back, his breathing ragged. "It’s weakening. Ayane, one more push should do it."

Summoning every ounce of strength she had left, Ayane channeled the crystal’s power one final time. The light erupted in a blinding wave, consuming the creature entirely.

When the light faded, the chamber was silent once more. The creature was gone, its essence scattered into the ether.

Ayane collapsed to her knees, her body trembling with exhaustion.

"You did it," Dey said, his voice laced with both relief and awe.

Ethan helped her to her feet, his expression softer than usual. "Not bad."

Ayane managed a weak smile. "I’ll take the compliment."

The Core, however, was still unstable. The fractures in its structure seemed to pulse in rhythm with Ayane’s crystal, as if the two were connected.

"It’s not over yet," Ethan said, his tone grim once more. "We still need to anchor the Core."

"How do we do that?" Ayane asked, though part of her already knew the answer.

Ethan hesitated. "We need to sync the crystal with the Core’s resonance. But the connection will be direct—and dangerous."

"Dangerous how?" Dey asked, narrowing his eyes.

"The Core will try to pull you in," Ethan explained. "It’s like stabilizing a black hole. If you lose focus for even a moment..."

He didn’t need to finish.

Ayane took a deep breath, stepping forward. "Then I’ll do it."

"No way," Dey said, blocking her path. "You’ve already done enough. Let someone else take the risk for once."

"It has to be me," she said firmly. "The crystal chose me for a reason. If I don’t do this, we all die."

Dey looked like he wanted to argue, but Ethan placed a hand on his shoulder. "She’s right."

"But she doesn’t have to do it alone," Ethan added, turning to Ayane. "We’ll anchor it together. If we split the load, we might just survive."

Ayane stared at him, surprised. "You’d do that?"

He gave her a rare, faint smile. "We’re in this together, remember?"

Dey groaned. "Fine. But if you two die, I’m going to be really pissed."

Despite the tension, Ayane laughed. Then she turned to the Core, steeling herself for what was to come.

The crystal in her hand glowed brighter, resonating with the Core’s chaotic energy. She reached out, feeling the Nexus respond to her touch.

And as the world around them began to blur and shift, Ayane could only hope they weren’t too late.