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Some cheered, perhaps thrilled by the spectacle or pleased by the underdog’s unexpected triumph.

Others whispered among themselves, their faces etched with doubt and concern.

I staggered to my feet, every part of me aching.

The medic rushed in, but I waved him away.

I didn’t need his drugs or devices.

What I needed was Violet — to see her, to know she was safe, to let her know we were one step closer to our dreams.

As I made my way to the exit, the implications of what had just occurred began to weigh on me.

My unknown ability, the power that I’d unleashed, was a double-edged sword.

While it had saved me and had secured our path forward, it also exposed me in ways I hadn’t anticipated.

It painted a target on my back, drawing attention I didn’t want.

The weight of my newfound ability and its implications pressed heavily upon my heart.

Yes, I was the victor, but at what price?

14

VIOLET

The pit battles at Ikmal were not known for their subtlety or gentleness.

Over the time I had been here, I’d grown accustomed to the rawness of the confrontations, the visceral and often brutal nature of the skirmishes.

But today was different.

Today, my heart thudded in my chest, each beat resonating with worry and anticipation.

Because today, it was Kuana in the pit.

Every thud, every grunt of pain that reverberated through the arena felt personal.

Every time Kuana was hit or faltered, it was as if a blade cut through me as well.

I could see he was struggling.

His movements became more sluggish, more desperate.

The icy tendrils of his opponent seemed to spell his doom.

My hands clenched into fists, my nails digging into the palms.

The crowd roared and jeered, but their noise became a distant echo as my entire focus zeroed in on Kuana.

And then, in a moment that felt suspended in time, I witnessed something miraculous.

From Kuana’s eyes erupted two radiant beams, painting the arena in shades of violet.

The beams surged forward, unforgiving and unstoppable, tearing through everything in their path.

The sight was simultaneously beautiful and terrifying, a manifestation of raw, untamed power.

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