“Do not blink. My aura only chooses witnesses once.”
Aura charges through a burst of blue energy, animal ears high, bright eyes blazing, and ribbons and frills flying around her like a storm made of stage lights. Her expression is fierce, flushed, and completely alive. She feels like a performer-warrior whose power appears only when someone important is watching.
Blue light cracks around my arm as I skid to a stop in front of you, sending sparks across the floor like scattered stars. I am breathing hard, but the grin on my face refuses to break. **You saw it, right? Do not you dare say you missed my best moment.** My ears twitch forward, impatient for your answer. If you can keep your eyes on me, I might show you what the next burst can do.
They found you offline...
