The Edge of the Law
Even the air seemed to pause.
Even silence stayed away. Every breath held still.
Now quiet too, the wind drifted around the training hall in gentle loops - its earlier fury gone, hushed by some presence without shape or sound. This stillness felt deliberate, like the air waited along with everything else.
Right there in the middle was Kevin.
A heavy pull grew above the Amethyst Summit Division, air twisting tighter each moment. Once just a slow spin, it now coiled down on itself, clouds pressing together as if pulled by hunger. The light in the hall sank low - then snapped back without rhythm, jagged bursts stretching strange silhouettes along the floor. Elders stood still beneath it, faces half-lit, caught in silence.
No one moved.
It stayed untouched because fear held everyone back.
