“What are you doing?” Kael demanded.
When it was over, they stood in a circle, exhausted, covered in sap and soot and magic residue. No one apologized. But Kael handed Mira a new abacus, silently. Juna oiled Rynn’s scratched wrist. Dorn offered his canteen to Theo. Vex nodded once—a gesture that, from them, was a hug. higheredunity
Theo, the Lore apprentice, remembered Elara’s last words: “Unity isn’t agreement. It’s a shared wound that heals better together.” “What are you doing