As Kai swung his legs over the side of the bed well, leg, singular he braced himself on the edge of the mattress, ignoring the dull ache in his shoulder and the hot, pulsing throb from the ache in his right leg His head still spun from the dreamKathlyn in his shirt, straddling himbut he was already shaking it off, focusing on the moment.
That was when the air shifted.
It was subtle at first. The background hum of healing wards and academy energy faded, replaced with a low thrumming sound, almost like a heartbeat not his own, not anything physical. The light in the room dimmed slightly, though no source flickered or changed. It was like the world had decided to pull inward.
Then the energy appeared.
Blue.
Gold.
Purple.
The same colors that had rippled through the Prism during its final pulse. The same hues that had washed over the school when the fairies fused into that golden shard and sealed it shut.
