The clearing was still humming with the echo of their synchronized movements. Jadon’s glow had faded, but the air around them still felt charged like the world hadn’t quite caught up to what they’d just done.

Evan stood close, breathing steady, eyes locked on hers with a mixture of pride and disbelief.

“That felt… different,” he murmured.

Jadon nodded, still catching her breath. “Like something clicked.”

Christa paced slowly around them, studying the ground, the air, the faint ...