The boy's words settled into the air like a sudden weight. For a moment, none of them moved or said anything.
Erend's eyes widened slightly, the calm control he had maintained until now breaking a little bit to reveal genuine shock.
Aesa's expression also tightened. Her sharp gaze narrowed further as if trying to dissect the boy in front of her.
While Eccar's stance stiffened, his Magic beneath the ground paused for the first time since it had begun creeping forward.
Another Dragonborn.
Even after everything they had just discovered—the fragments, the incomplete Creation, the implications tied to the Void Architect—this was something else entirely. Something unexpected enough to shake them.
"You're… a Dragonborn?" Erend asked, his voice carrying clear disbelief.
The boy nodded with calm as ever attitude, but then immediately lifted a finger to his lips in a quiet gesture.
