Hajin spat a stray speck of grit from his lower lip, slowly rubbing his bruised jaw while staring down at the silver-haired toddler who clung to his collar.
Hovering near his temple, Aria projected an intricate diagnostic interface that shimmered with radiant celestial runes.
"The subject carries apex Guardian lineage, zero hostile intent, plus a primary caretaker imprint across his soul matrix," she reported with a crisp digital chime. "As a primordial Watcher of the high peaks, he carries dual aspects—an avian fledgling form for soaring thermals, and a mortal infant vessel for walking the earth."
"Age: zero days, developmental growth rate: mathematically immeasurable, imprint status: completely permanent," he read aloud, massaging his aching forehead. "What about my summon authority... can I dismiss him into an empty soul reservoir?"
