In Vesha's eyes, he no longer looked like a mere young man, but a monarch addressing his people—steady, composed, and filled with the kind of authority that calmed even the most anxious hearts. And yet, none of his words came as a shock to her. She already knew him.
This wasn't the first time he had called ordinary people to stand against a Spark. The first had been before the fight with the Aqualith.
Back then, he had used a similar approach, convincing Draven knights that they could face Spark-level threats. With only the right gear and the right motivation, they had successfully taken down the water slimes.
Now, it was happening again. The scale was larger, the stakes higher—but the pattern was the same. And Vesha couldn't help the excitement rising in her chest. She already knew how this would end.
She had never heard of mortals defeating a Spark in all of history. But what she was witnessing now felt like the beginning of a new chapter in Velari's story.
