What Hao didn't know was that Kurome wasn't just watching.
She was studying!
To her, the Sunblind Burst wasn't just a technique of light.
It was structure.
It was design.
She saw how solar qi gathered in precise layers before bursting in a wave of explosive brilliance.
But she wasn't interested in light.
As a Pumbral Void Lynx, her domain was the opposite.
Where Hao drew on radiance and flare, Kurome saw potential for darkness.
The same patterns could be reversed.
If light could blind, then darkness could swallow.
Where he blasted visibility into nothingness, she could make the world collapse into still black.
The concept thrilled her.
Silently, in her own way, Kurome began to imagine it.
A mirrored technique.
One that did not burst outward, but collapsed inward.
No shout, no shine. Just the sudden suffocating hush of absolute shadow.
Tomorrow arrived quickly.
Yesterday, Hao had asked Kurome if she could accompany him outside. It wasn't a grand request.
