In a flash of blinding light, Prism’s body came together, his form once again whole. His wings unfurled, glowing with the same brilliant shimmer of both magic and science, and his great eyes, filled with gratitude and wisdom, met the child’s gaze.
“You have done what none other could,” Prism rumbled, his voice warm and filled with the power of centuries of knowledge. “You have restored me, and in doing so, you have taken the first step in returning the balance of our worlds.”
Prism, with a sweep of his mighty wings, gifted the child with a small token of magic—a light that would forever connect them to the world of Wonderia. With this newfound magic, the child knew their adventure had only just begun. There were more creatures, more stories, and more pieces of Wonderia scattered across Earth. But for now, Prism was restored, and balance had begun to return.
