(Leo's POV, The Mysterious Floating Island)
"Uncle...?"
Leonardo's voice trembled faintly as he blinked, the confusion in his eyes quickly giving way to fear.
Leo stood over him, his expression calm but heavy, the weight of disappointment clear in the stillness of his gaze.
"I told you to wait for me," he said quietly, his voice low yet carrying through the air like a blade, "and to stay away from danger."
Leonardo's lips parted as if to speak, but the words never came.
"Yet you disobeyed…" Leo continued, his tone reserved and measured, though beneath it simmered an anger he refused to let surface. His aura flickered faintly, restrained but restless.
"Your very first mission," he said after a pause, "and this is what you do. Tell me, boy, how am I supposed to trust you again, eh?"
Leonardo lowered his head, his gaze falling to the glowing floor beneath his boots. His voice faltered into silence as guilt settled like a weight on his shoulders.
"I'm… sorry, Uncle—"
