Deepwoken Earth Piercer [extra Quality] -

The ground didn’t shake. It focused . A single spike of obsidian and compacted time erupted from the fault line, clean as a spear, and traveled seven miles underground. It emerged directly beneath the Church’s hidden basilica. Not a soul died. But the basilica—every vault, every relic, every contract written in sinner’s ink—sank into the crust, folded like paper, and was never found again.

But Harran saw the truth. The Church didn’t want the breach sealed. They wanted it directed —aimed like a cannon at the city of Celtor, to wipe out a political rival. deepwoken earth piercer

And somewhere, deep beneath the world, the last fragment of Harran the Sunderer began to sing. The ground didn’t shake

And then the vision swallowed him. He was standing on a cliff that no longer existed, in a time when the Song of the world was still untarnished. Before the depths rose. Before the greys. He wore not his own body, but that of a giant—a Deepwoken of impossible attunement, his flesh woven with stone and root. His name was Harran the Sunderer . It emerged directly beneath the Church’s hidden basilica

“You idiot,” she hissed. “What did it show you?”

So Harran did what Earth Piercers were made to do. He placed his palm on the living rock. He sang the mantra not as a shout, but as a whisper: “Break not the earth. Pierce the lie.”