In the mansion's rear courtyard, surrounded by carefully tended gardens and older oak trees, a young woman sat in a perfect meditation pose. Her beautiful facial features were relaxed and calm.
Her name was Rena, and she was one of the most promising students the Illumariti Coven had seen in generations.
She was perhaps twenty years old, with long auburn hair that caught fire in the morning light and skin that seemed to glow with inner health. But it was her eyes that truly marked her as special—they were a deep violet color, shot through with flecks of gold that seemed to move and dance when she used her power.
Around her, the air shimmered with barely visible energy. She had been practicing since before dawn, working to master the final techniques that would elevate her from a mere Origin user to something far more significant.
