Where the wind takes cero the wind hero

The stone wall Cero forced shut trembles under the ruin’s pulse. Blue light leaks from the seams in his shoulder and chest, and the chamber answers with a hungry hum.

Sable stands at the edge of the crystal glow, arms half-raised, shaken but steady. Her gaze never leaves him, even as the air around him warps.

Cero drags in a ragged breath. The wind stirs, not outward, but inward, curling around the light inside him like a snare.

The chamber brightens once, hard and sharp, as if the ruin itself is waiting to see which way he breaks. Sable braces for the answer, and the blue fire in Cero’s veins surges toward the surface.