The air in the library felt colder as Leon lowered himself to the stone floor, crossing his legs into a rough lotus posture.
He kept his gaze locked on the book in his lap. He flipped to the next page, which was black for a heartbeat before text began to weave itself into existence.
He read the first principle aloud, "Kinetic potential is not stored in the muscle, but in the space between intention and action."
As the last word left his lips, the library reacted.
A deep, grinding hum vibrated through the stone beneath him while the sun symbol began to glow with the blue light again.
Leon's body tensed, every instinct flaring to life before his mind could even process the threat the pressurized air carried.
The air distorted and then condensed into the Corrupted Canis, its eyes glowing like blue fire.
