Silence enveloped the small group as they walked through the quiet corridors. Selphira led the way, while the three young people followed at a respectful distance, none daring to break the silence.
It was a quick wave of power, emanating from where they had left Sirius, that finally altered the atmosphere. A brief but intense pulsation that made the youngsters momentarily stop in their tracks.
Selphira showed no visible reaction, but her eyes narrowed slightly before turning toward the young people.
"Ren," she finally said, her voice lacking the accusatory tone the youngsters had anticipated, "why did you let your creature go out alone?"
Before Ren could respond, she looked at Luna. "And you, little Starweaver, why did you bring it to us?"
Luna lowered her gaze to the floor, her cheeks burning with an intense blush. Her fingers intertwined nervously as she seemed to search for words that wouldn't come.
Ren, understanding it was better if he spoke first, stepped forward.
"I didn't let it out," he responded honestly. "It acted on its own. It... escaped from me."
Selphira remained silent, studying the young man as if trying to decipher a particularly enigmatic text.
"It acted on its own?" she finally repeated. "Interesting." She paused, her eyes never leaving Ren's face. "Can you control it now?"
Ren nodded with confidence. "Yes, completely."
"What changed?"
Ren hesitated a moment, uncertain of the real importance of his answer. The mushrooms in his hair dimmed slightly, reflecting his caution.
"I think it learned about worse consequences if it didn't surrender its intentions for now," he explained, carefully choosing his words. "And I'm cautious not to let it control the mana flow to manifest itself on its own again."
Selphira's expression remained inscrutable, but something in her eyes changed, a flash of recognition or perhaps... remembrance.
"Long ago," she began, her voice acquiring a softer tone, almost nostalgic, "it seems there existed a person about whom there were legends that are no longer told."
The three young people leaned slightly forward, drawn by the change in her tone.
"According to that legend, this person had cultivated a real dragon. This was when the ruins were not yet ruins." Selphira made a vague gesture with her hand, the movement leaving a brief trail of energy in the air. "That dragon was incredibly powerful and apparently difficult to control as a beast."
Ren couldn't contain his curiosity. "And what happened to him?"
"Nothing… It only helped him discover many things about the flow of mana," Selphira continued with a smile. "And supposedly, to build 'gates and keys'."
"Why don't they ever tell us anything about this in the official histories?" asked Ren, his mind connecting this information with what he already knew about the ruins and the rings.
Selphira smiled slightly again, but the expression didn't reach her eyes.
"It's incomplete information, coming from very damaged and fragile archives of my family," she explained. "Besides, there are more important things there that we don't want to make public..."
She shrugged. "It doesn't really matter. It's just that your mention of your beast's free will reminded me of that old story."
The elderly woman leaned slightly toward Ren, her voice dropping to a barely audible whisper.
"Perhaps your beast is stronger and more difficult to control than everyone believes."
Ren gave a nervous laugh, but couldn't hide the tension in his shoulders. The mushrooms in his hair dimmed further.
Han and Luna, who had been listening attentively to the conversation, let out twin sighs of disappointment. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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