C138 THE THREE FAMILIES ALL BOWED THAT NIGHT

Elara’s scream pierced the skies.

Not from pain.

From awakening.

The moment she rose from the Abyss of Origin, the world itself fell around her. White-hot flames curled upward, forming constellations around her skin. Her hair burnt gold, floating weightlessly like the sun’s breath. Every step she took broke the dirt under her.

But she wasn’t alone.

The three families—

The Fireborne