Five years had passed, and the royal palace resonated with the laughter of children. Ryu and Princess Amara, now ten years old, had grown into young talents, their magical prowess expanding with each passing day. Abyssal, lovingly called Aby, at the tender age of five, exhibited remarkable talent with shadow, wind, and fire auras, already reaching the E level.
Ryu, harboring the secret connection formed while protecting Aby, had honed his skills in these newfound auras, weaving them into his protective spells. The bond between Ryu and Aby transcended that of siblings; they were friends, rivals, and idols to each other.
In the royal gardens, Aby chased after Ryu, eyes alight with admiration and determination. "I'm going to grow strong like you, Ryu!" Aby declared, shadow tendrils dancing around him.
Ryu smiled, ruffling Aby's hair. "You're not just my little brother; you're my rival too. Train hard, and one day, you might surpass me."
Princess Amara, observing the lively scene, joined the playful banter. "I'll be the judge of that rivalry. Let's see who becomes the strongest."
As the trio made their way to King Haruki IV, summoned by royal decree, the sunlight played on their faces, casting shadows and creating a mosaic of magical auras. In their youthful camaraderie, the seeds of a bond were sown, destined to grow into a tapestry of adventures, challenges, and shared laughter in the magical kingdom they called home.