Ferra's bracer slid off his forearm and clattered across the shattered tiles, the Veil unravelling into loose grey thread. Ring 4 rose through him like sunrise through a keyhole, gold light climbing the mirror shards until everything blazed.
Ninety thousand people stopped breathing in the same moment, the silence rolling around the stands like a held note.
"He has a RING?!" Herald Quillon shrieked from the announcer's pulpit, nearly swallowing his horn.
"A fourth Ring on a Shard-less nobody, citizens, somebody please hold my chair!"
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His palms were ribbons from the Mirror Mimic, so the Chain slid off his wrist to bandage both fists. The cuts sealed with a hiss, each link catching light in turn until the whole length flared like suns.
"Warning, your forearms are heating faster than the Chain can bleed it off," Aria said inside his skull.
