Kael fought differently.
Not harder.
Smarter.
Each movement guided by layered control.
Lira steadied him.
Nyra softened excess heat.
Aelira sharpened precision.
Silas suppressed overflow.
Seris directed structure.
Riven struck aggressively beside him.
Together—
They pushed back.
But as the final enemy retreated—
It spoke.
"You are evolving."
Kael's flame flickered.
Not with anger.
With recognition.
The war had changed.
And so had he.