3rd POV – Morning CalmThe courtyard was still when the hybrids arrived at dawn. Mist curled around the cobblestones, pale threads catching the soft light of the rising sun. Dew clung to the rune lines carved into the ground, making them gleam faintly like veins of silver.For the first time since Leif’s arrival, the courtyard felt almost peaceful.Damian stood in the center, waiting as they filtered in. His expression was calm, but his eyes missed nothing: every shift in posture, every shadow of doubt. After the chaos of the vision threads and the search for the sixth hybrid, he knew they needed this morning—a slow one.“Today,” he said, once they had formed a loose circle, “we refine. No rushing. No pushing past your limits. It’s about control, and it’s about trust.”Antonella stretched, smirking. “Finally, a day without you yelling at us to dodge faster.”“Don’t tempt me,” Damian replied dryly.Warm-upThey began with movement drills: unarmed, smooth, and deliberate. Each step was
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