They leave as the swamp settles, disappointed but quiet.

  Big B walks heavier now—legend stamped into his shadow.

  Lucky walks beside Danny, eyes sharp.

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  “You’re glowing again,” she notes.

  “Yeah,” Danny says. “That’s… new.”

  Sir Dracks stops them at the tree line.

  “This is no coincidence,” he says. “Rezok moves. Heaven watches. Old powers awaken.”

  Danny clenches his fists. Yellow light flickers.

  “Then I’ll be ready.”