Liam’s screen flickered again. This time, the image changed. Eivor was no longer looking at the horizon. She was looking at him . Her mouth was open, not in a battle cry, but in a whisper. And he could hear it. Not through his speakers—they were off. The sound came from inside his skull, a subsonic thrum like a longship’s hull scraping ice.
The pixels weren’t random.
And Eivor smiled.
The screen flickered once, then steadied. HD wallpaper- Assassin-s Creed- Valhalla- resha...
"You are my Animus now."
His phone buzzed. A text from his friend Maya, who had also downloaded the wallpaper after he’d shared the link. Her message was a single word: "Help." Liam’s screen flickered again