///*****/// [Processional] In beneath the collapsed temple, where the First Root binds Eldrin's wounds with living fibers. Eldrin rises from dust wearing roots across his armor like green veins, his broken bow restrung with luminous vine. The old war enters on a drumbeat, but another rhythm waits beneath it. [Testimony I] The temple saves him because he carries the guardian seal; he learns Lyra will be executed before both armies at dusk. Steel gives every frightened answer the same hard voice, yet the ground receives the blood without asking which language named it. I carry the weight of orders and the quieter weight of doubt. Somewhere beyond the visible battle, a patient hand adjusts the board. [Gathering Storm] He could return to Sylvanya for help, but Vaelor controls the command; love and duty now point toward the same impossible rescue. If conscience is a wound, let it remain open until truth enters. [Anthem] The dead captain walks tonight Root in bone and green in sight No throne will take the one I love I carry truth, and truth is enough The dead captain walks tonight Root in bone and green in sight No throne will take the one I love I carry truth, and truth is enough [Testimony II] Ash-wolves bow to the Heartwell's mark and guide him through forgotten paths toward the human camp. What seemed like chance reveals a door; what seemed like duty reveals a chain. Every remembered face becomes a witness standing wordlessly behind the choice. The future is not promised, only placed within reach of hands prepared to change. [Revelation] I leave my rank beneath the stone I keep the oath we made alone Let every arrow know my hand But mercy be my last command Let the drums fall back and leave one naked heartbeat in the hall. Let the smallest act of mercy challenge every monumental lie. [Guitar Solo and Orchestral Rise] Begin with the melodic color of eldrin rises from dust wearing roots across his armor like green veins; climb through the tension of he could return to sylvanya for help, but vaelor controls the command; let two guitar voices disagree, listen, and finally discover a shared phrase. [Anthem — Final] The dead captain walks tonight Root in bone and green in sight No throne will take the one I love I carry truth, and truth is enough We will not feed tomorrow with the ashes of today. The dead captain walks tonight Root in bone and green in sight No throne will take the one I love I carry truth, and truth is enough [Threshold] He reaches the ridge above the camp Thousands gather around one cage The execution bell begins to turn Eldrin draws a living arrow [Echo] Eldrin rises from dust wearing roots across his armor like green veins, his broken bow restrung with luminous vine. [Inner Voice] He could return to Sylvanya for help, but Vaelor controls the command; love and duty now point toward the same impossible rescue.
