Ryder, Brok, and Leo all had their jaws wide agape as they stared at Mara on her cloud, standing on it with gamma energy crackling all over her, eyes reflecting like lightning storms contained within emerald crystals.
Everyone had questions to ask, but their mouths remained wide open, unable to utter anything. The silence stretched between them, getting longer and longer, broken only by the occasional crackle of residual energy still dancing around Mara.
The puzzled expression on their faces was astronomical, but Brok's in particular was absolutely comical. Still frozen in his doggy stance, he tilted his head at an impossible angle to stare at Mara, who had just ascended to her cloud.
His jaw was practically touching the scorching ground, creating a perfect triangle of bewilderment, and his eyes were as wide as plates.
