The air shimmered.
Tiny golden motes danced like fireflies around Adam's hand as he held it out, his smile tilted and lazy, but the look in his eyes… that was different.
Alexandria stepped back instinctively. The breeze had stopped moving, the sky felt like it was holding its breath, and Kael'Thar… even Kael'Thar was watching, unmoving.
This guy's not normal, she thought, her heart skipping.
Suddenly—
WHOOM.
A pulse rippled from Adam's palm, silent but deep, like a heartbeat through the world.
Golden light burst into the air, swirling and spiraling upward like a blooming flower of energy. It wasn't chaotic—it was… elegant. Controlled. Like someone painting with the universe itself.
Alexandria watched, her mouth slightly open, as something began to take shape in front of them.
A glowing orb, floating in the air. Then arms. Legs. A soft giggle.
The light bent and folded inwards—
And suddenly, standing before them…
Was a small girl.
