The golden light radiating from the Dragon's Heart Core intensified until the cramped apartment was entirely drowned in crimson and golden light, painting the cheap drywall in the dramatic shades of a sunset.
The summoning mandala etched into the hardwood beneath Nathan's boots blazed, its intricate geometric edges licked with ethereal, golden flames that gave off no heat. The runic symbols began to violently spiral through the air, the fundamental code of the Bunny Girl System aggressively rewriting itself across reality in jagged strokes of raw dragon fire. The heavy Heart Core pulsed in Nathan's palm—once, twice, three times—each deep thud shaking the floorboards like a seismic tremor.
Then, the blinding light violently collapsed inward.
