Awakening the Unseen

Aftermath at Haven

The quiet was suffocating.

After everything—the battle, Ethan's transformation, the Council's retreat—Haven had never felt so empty. The flickering overhead lights cast long shadows, making the war room feel colder than it had any right to be.

No one spoke at first.

Not because there was nothing to say.

But because no one knew how to say it.

Selene stood near the far wall, arms crossed, her golden aura dim. She wasn't glaring at Ethan, but she wasn't not glaring either.

"You should sit down," she finally said, her voice level but firm.

Ethan didn't move. He remained by the holo-table, staring at his reflection in the polished metal. His fingers flexed absently, as if expecting the shadows at his feet to react.

They did.

Not like before.

His powers had always felt like an extension of himself—a tool, a weapon when needed. But now? Now they felt… alive.