Myth Weaver
Myth Weaver
Maester
Auror
Sage
AcolyteHe reached out with his mindcast, sharing the vision of a spectator to get a closer look.
It was a calculated aerial chaos. Teams of massive, red-skinned daiten-gu, a bigger ten-gu with long red noses, and smaller crow ten-gu dove and spiraled, fighting for possession of the ball of light. The daiten-gu acted as interceptors, using their bulk to block and tackle, while the crow ten-gu darted through the gaps, passing the ball with effortless grace.
The match went into overtime. A yellow-clad crow ten-gu wove through the defenders, chased by two angels and a daiten-gu. Seeing no path to the crown of light, she locked eyes with a distant teammate, a small putto, one of Cupid’s many baby-like clones.
She wound up for a throw toward the crown, then snapped her wrist at the last second. The ball arced away from the goal, sailing right past a lunging angel and landing perfectly in the putto's grasp, just as she was tackled by her pursuers.
The crowd gasped. The putto spun, pulling his arm back like an archer drawing a bow. With a fierce glint in his eye, he launched the ball. It soared across the field, bypassing the stunned defenders, and flew straight through the crown.
The ring flashed with radiant light. Trumpets blared, and the sky erupted in confetti as teammates surged toward the triumphant putto.
Galan severed the connection, returning to his own eyes as the crowd around him cheered.
Auror
Auror