Lynea had been quiet the entire session. Watching. Her fragments traced their usual orbit by her shoulder, calm and slow. She hadn't reached for anything. Hadn't tried any of the exercises. Just stood at the edge of the room and observed the others fail, learn and fail again.
Then she lifted her hand.
The four gleaming fragments rose a hand span higher and held - aligned, steady, their edges catching light in clean lines.
Kenzo stopped mid-laugh. "Go on" he said, softer now.
Lynea extended her fingers.
A practice luminite knife trembled on the rack, slid forward, and came free. A second knife followed. Then a third. They took up positions around her fragments in a slow ring, points inward, perfectly spaced.
A training spear drifted from its hook next, turning point-down and hovering with the kind of steady control that none of the others even came close to.
Seven weapons hung in the air around her, silent and still.
