(Short Interlude)

  The storm outside had quieted, but the air still buzzed faintly with static.

  As Blaze and SK checked the perimeter, I caught movement at the edge of the mist — a lone figure, drifting closer through the ash-gray light.

  “I’ll take care of that one,” I said, stepping forward, rifle raised.

  But as the haze thinned, my breath caught.

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  The Shard’s form began to change — plates of armor forming over its translucent body, a faint glow tracing its silhouette.

  A sword shimmered into existence. A familiar stance.

  The aura — calm, controlled, burning softly like blue fire.

  Blaze’s aura.

  For a heartbeat, I froze.

  The creature tilted its head, the mimicry eerily perfect — like a reflection learning to move on its own.

  Shard: A void-born construct that imitates its opponent’s appearance, abilities, and combat style. Each battle allows it to evolve — learning, adapting, and perfecting the strengths of those it faces.

  And this one… had chosen Blaze.