Ethan hovered slightly above the ground in the spacious yard of Carmen's office, a modest yet elegant standalone house surrounded by dense foliage that seemed to embrace the night. The air was thick with the hum of power as he focused inward, drawing upon the chaotic wellspring of energy coursing through his veins. The stars above seemed dim in comparison to the faint, ethereal glow emanating from his form. This was no ordinary cultivation session—this was a necessary consolidation, a taming of the storm raging within him.