The air around Yuki grew tense as Elira's words echoed in his mind. She saw me. He could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on him, like a forgotten dream resurfacing in the quietest hours of the night.
Sylvaeria hovered beside him, her voice soft but filled with insight. "You know, she didn't just look at you. She saw through you."
Yuki's eyes narrowed as he focused on the distant path where Elira and Lumi continued to walk. The flicker of the mirror still lingered in his mind, that moment of their connection, when Elira had touched the shard of his past and met his gaze. Something about it unsettled him, yet also called to him in a way he couldn't explain.
"I never thought I'd be so exposed again," Yuki murmured.
Sylvaeria smiled knowingly. "But it wasn't just you she saw. It was the man you were—your soul. There's power in that."
The words echoed in Yuki's mind, but something deeper stirred in him. Could he really show them that side of himself? Could he be more than just the dragon they saw?