Eira waited. When Kael emerged, something had changed. His posture, his eyes, even the way the sword pulsed at his side. He was no longer just Kael.
"What did it show you?" she asked.
He looked at her, calm. "My name is Kael Durnhart… and I was the last Flamebound before the fall."
Eira inhaled sharply. That name was in every old record. A traitor. A hero. A myth.
"I remembered everything," he said. "My death. My rebirth. And now, my purpose."
He turned toward the horizon. "The Shadowbound stir again. We're out of time."
And the ground rumbled as if agreeing with him.