The skill I just viewed was for frontend design — not relevant here. Let me get straight to the expansion.
Jelo moved.
Not fast—not a rush. Deliberate. The specific movement of someone who had been waiting for a specific moment and was now inhabiting it completely, every part of the approach carrying the weight of the four minutes that had built toward it.
He activated fire compression.
Not the contained feinting version he had been using to force recalibrations—the fuller expression, as much thermal energy as he could channel without the visible dragon flame, calibrated for close range. His hands didn't glow. The shimmer around them was real and present—a distortion in the air around his fists, heat without dragon fire, the ability operating without announcing its nature. No crackle. No warning color. Just the warped air and the temperature climbing in the space between them.
