The Hidden Hybrid’s Redemption
I barked, my hybrid core flaring into a white-hot fury that burned away the cold terror in my veins.
"Lyra, no!" he bellowed, reaching for me, but I was already moving.
I didn't step onto a bridge. I launched myself straight off the edge of the glass platform into the open, freezing air of the chasm.
As the wind whipped past my ears, deafening and cold, I unleashed the full, unbridled torrent of my hybrid fire from the fused gold runes on my palms. Two searing streams of white-gold thermal force blasted downward from my hands, acting as an explosive kinetic counter-thrust that halted my freefall mid-air.