Zane stormed into the training grounds, his fiery aura crackling with unrestrained fury. His dark eyes blazed with anger as he caught sight of Jace, standing at the center of the training arena, his calm demeanor in stark contrast to Zane's raging inferno.
"What did you do?" Zane spat, his voice laced with venom. "Tell me it's not true, Jace. Tell me you didn't seal away her lightning power."
Jace's expression remained impassive as he met Zane's gaze. "It was for her own safety, Zane," he replied evenly. "Kyla's power has grown too volatile and unpredictable. If left unchecked, it could consume her."
Zane's hands clenched into fists, flames dancing ominously around his fingers. "You had no right! Kyla deserves to control her own power, not have it taken away from her!"
Niam stepped forward, his presence commanding yet soothing. "Zane
