Vaelen’s ability

Velenda's emerald eyes sparkled, her radiant smile unwavering as she nodded at Alex's claim of readiness for hoverball, her voice bright and encouraging.

"That's good," she said, her chirpy tone cutting through the lively hum of Starhaven Academy's crowded hall, where students swirled in a vibrant chaos, their tunics flashing under the morning sunlight streaming through stained-glass windows.

Her raven-black hair shimmered, her supermodel beauty a constant distraction, but Alex's focus held, his red eyes locked on her, though his mind churned with dread about the upcoming hoverball game.

Her hand still rested lightly on his arm, her touch warm, grounding, yet amplifying the pressure of her presence as they stood amidst the bustling throng, the air thick with the scent of parchment and sweet elixirs.