As Ryan and Ignis made their way back into town, the night air hummed with a palpable energy.
Spirits of all kinds were gathering in the central square, their forms glowing softly in the twilight.
"What's this tradition you wanted to show me?" Ryan asked, his curiosity piqued.
Ignis's eyes sparkled with excitement. "It's called the Luminary Cascade. Watch."
As if on cue, the gathered spirits raised their hands skyward.
Tiny orbs of light began to form above their palms, each one a different color.
With a collective gesture, they released the orbs, sending them floating gently upward.
The effect was breathtaking. Hundreds of luminous spheres drifted through the air, creating a symphony of color and light.
As they rose higher, they began to swirl and dance, forming intricate patterns that seemed to tell stories of their own.
