Aethon's presence filled the room.
"Elianor, your heritage awakens," Aethon said.
Eli's hands trembled.
"What does it mean?" Eli asked.
Aethon's eyes shone with ancient wisdom.
"Your ancestors' magic stirs within you."
Kaidën stepped forward.
"Eli, focus on your heartbeat."
Eli closed her eyes.
Her pulse pounded.
A warmth spread through her veins.
Colors burst forth.
Eli's eyes snapped open.
"I see...everything," Eli breathed.
Aethon smiled.
"Your inner magic unfurls."
Kaidën's gaze locked onto Eli's.
"Control it, Eli," Kaidën guided.
Eli's thoughts centered.
The colors coalesced.
A shimmering aura surrounded her.
Aethon nodded.
"You've taken the first step."
Suddenly, Lyra's curse pulsed.
Eli's aura faltered.
"No!" Eli cried.
Kaidën's eyes flashed.
"Protect yourself, Eli!"