"I won't fall!" she said, just before almost tripping on a slick plank.
Rhys caught her by the wrist, steadying her. "Told you so."
Lyra looked up at him, a little breathless, then laughed softly. "You did."
By the time they reached the end of the bridge, Aria had collapsed onto a stone bench, laughing uncontrollably. "Okay—okay, fine, Caria wins this time."
Caria stood beside her, hands on her knees, catching her breath. "Finally! About time you admit it."
Sophia arrived last, arms crossed. "You're all insane."
Aria leaned back, grinning. "Maybe. But admit it—you had fun."
Sophia paused, then sighed. "...A little."
Rhys and Lyra joined them, both smiling. Around them, the park glowed brighter as the moon rose higher. The pools of light shimmered in rhythm with the tide, and faint mana-bubbles floated through the air, bursting in soft sparks of color.
