The silence lasted three full seconds — four people whose train of thought had been entirely derailed by a single incoming variable.
"You look," Dew said, and then appeared to run out of words.
"Extraordinary," Aurex finished, and the word came out with flat certainty, a factual observation rather than a compliment.
Hyrin looked at her for a long moment, taking inventory. "It needs silver," he said. "To complete the color." He stepped forward with focused intention, already decided, his wind ability moving in his hands as he reached toward the hem, silver threading itself into the deep blue in thin precise lines that caught the light differently from the gold, a third element that made the two existing ones suddenly feel like they had always been waiting for it.
