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He could still see her curled on the mountain balcony, staring out over the forest, one hand always resting on the moonvine bracelet that is the proof of their marriage.
And then Miryam. His daughter…
His little wyrmling with big dreams, sharper claws, and zero respect for gravity or bedtime. She had once tried to eat a sun beetle because it "looked crunchy." She would leap from shelves to land on his head just to yell "Papa attack!" and then demand hugs from him.
Were they safe? Were they missing him? Was Luna still wearing his scent near her heart every night?
He had to let them know he was very close to home. Within days he will be back to them.
Kai raised one arm and focused. His posture straightened, shimmering with spiritual energy. A faint aura gathered around his claws, tiny sparks of soul power dancing between his fingertips like fireflies made of memory.
"Soul mastery… long range connection…"
