Miss Liane sat up straight, her bare feet touching the padded mat without a sound.
Rhian glanced up as she stood. She dusted off her hands, eyes settling on him with that sharp, no-nonsense look she always wore when she was shifting gears.
"Alright, stand up," she said flatly. "I hear what you're saying, but it's better if you show me what we're working with."
Rhian rose without argument. He towered over her now, especially since the changes brought on by his transformation.
His shoulders were broader, and his frame had lengthened enough that he had to glance down to meet her eyes.
He caught the way her expression briefly ticked upward—not surprise exactly, but an instinctive readjustment as she looked up.
She didn't comment on it.
Instead, she took a step back and rolled her shoulders once, limber and calm. "We'll go over your shadow ability first. I'll give you a chance to use it how you normally would, and I'll react naturally."
Rhian nodded, muscles tensing slightly.
