Jaenor took a deep breath, centering himself.
He'd never attempted a summoning of this magnitude before.
Ba'narussa was no ordinary spirit beast—she was ancient, powerful, and bonded to the Arkwright bloodline through pacts that predated the Separation itself. Calling her required not just power but the right kind of power, the proper resonance.
Now, finally, he had both.
He raised his hands, and his merged energy responded instantly. Golden-red light erupted from his palms, but it wasn't simple—it was layered and complex, containing harmonics that resonated on multiple frequencies simultaneously.
The light poured upward, forming a column that reached fifty feet into the sky. At its peak, the energy began to spiral, creating patterns that hurt to look at directly. Reality bent around the column, space compressing and expanding in ways that defied normal reality.
