Morning classes begin as usual, but Amrit's mind is far away. The orb from the temple lies safely beneath his bed. In lectures, he daydreams of cosmic battles and ancient wisdom. At lunch, he shares a grin with Mira under the banyan tree—knowing they carry secrets no one else suspects.
That evening, Arjun sends a text: Meet tonight. Learn together. They gather in an empty physics lecture hall. Arjun flicks on the overhead lights. "Tonight we try something big: Elemental Unison," he announces. "We've unlocked a new skill. Let's combine our powers."
They form a circle and clasp hands. Arjun begins chanting a deep Sanskrit mantra of unity. One by one each fills with focus on their element: Amrit on flame, Mira on her violet light, Karan on wind, Kavya on water, Arjun on shadow. Their auras glow in different colors. Suddenly, a brilliant column of white light erupts from their united will.
Amrit's heart races as the system confirms: SYSTEM MESSAGE: Elemental Unison Activated. Their five lights swirl into a golden phoenix bursting skyward from the single candle in the center.
The chamber explodes in luminous energy. All five stagger back, blinded by the fusion.
When the light fades, they gasp in wonder. Karan is grinning wildly. Kavya's eyes are misty. Mira's hands still glow softly. Arjun looks awed. "We... we did it," Mira whispers. Amrit's chest feels warm with newfound power. Each knows that they share strength now impossible alone.
They relax in awe. Then Arjun says, "Check your seal now."
Each chest-mark pulses more strongly. Amrit feels it like a warm heartbeat. His mind picks up a faint message: SYSTEM MESSAGE: Karma Threshold Exceeded. Seal aura intensified. Their link with Dharma has grown.
Arjun claps his hands. "That's enough for one night. We need rest. Tomorrow, life goes on — but now we can take on anything."
The friends disperse into the night.
That night Amrit falls into deep sleep. He dreams he's on a mountain of stars, Kali's roar in the distance and the five auras around him. He wakes at sunrise invigorated.
He dresses and packs his bag with calm purpose. The orb is tucked securely away. Standing at the window, he watches sunlight crest the horizon over IITM. The city wakes below with its normal bustle of students and vespers. But Amrit sees it anew, alive with possibility.
As he steps into the corridor for class, he feels ready. The frightened boy who cowered in darkness is gone. In his place stands someone reborn — a champion of the cosmic path laid out by the Dharma. The world may not know it yet, but Amrit Kumar is no ordinary student. Whatever adventures await, he will face them head-on, with his friends and his flame lighting the way.