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Pale morning light spills across the Tower's great hall, catching on a strange, dark mass at the heart of the central table: an egg, large as a shield and black as polished obsidian. The Gormiti, weary from yesterday's war with the Darkon, begin to stir. Riff is already there, the air around him shimmering with heat as he extends a hand toward the mysterious shell. Ikor stands a pace behind, his sharp, ice-blue eyes scanning for hidden sigils or traps. The Tower Stone pulses a low, cerulean rhythm, and Ao-ki's voice resonates through the chamber, grave and clear. He names it the egg of a dragon from the oldest legends. Eron lets out a gleeful gasp, already imagining the sky. Trek places a steadying hand on the table's edge, his expression thoughtful. He suggests, in his calm, earth-deep v…