"Feel the path. Don't force it. Follow."
Haru stayed silent for a moment.
Then: "I feel something."
"What?"
"Like... pressure. Inside my navel. But it doesn't hurt."
"It's the central meridian. Don't close it. Keep going."
Isabela stopped flipping through the book, watching from afar without seeming like she was watching.
Kira didn't have that elegance. She was staring directly with her ears forward.
"Now..." Lilithine said softly, almost to herself. "Imagine the path continuing. Rising through the arm. Up to the fingers."
Haru's right hand lifted, without him having planned it, it just lifted, like a reflex.
.
Spark.
Small, smaller than a candle flame, lasted less than a second.
But it came from his fingers and it wasn't fire.
"It worked." Haru said, genuinely surprised.
Isabela closed the book.
Kira stood up.
Lilithine opened her eyes, still with her palms on his back, looking over his shoulder at Haru's right hand.
"Do it again." She said.
