One bright afternoon, a family on a picnic near the Spanish hills set up beneath the shadow of the tower. A child, filled with imagination and curiosity, wandered away from the group, eyes drawn to the soft glow coming from the ancient structure. The closer the child came to the tower, the more the world around seemed to pulse with a gentle magic, as if the air itself was calling out.
As the child stepped through the doorway of the tower, Prism’s magic stirred. The walls glowed brighter, the ancient stones warming to the presence of the one who had finally come. The child gazed up, feeling the pulse of the tower, sensing something powerful and ancient calling to them. In that moment, Prism, with the last spark of his energy, sent a brilliant stroke of light through the tower, filling the child with a sense of purpose and understanding.
In the glow of that light, a vision appeared before the child—a great dragon, once whole, now in pieces, scattered throughout the tower. Prism’s voice, though faint, echoed in the child’s mind, speaking the words that would restore him:
“Excita Enimus.”
The child, feeling the magic stir within, understood. Excita Enimus—a spell to bring the shattered dragon back to life. Without hesitation, the child spoke the words aloud, their voice echoing through the tower’s walls. As the words left their lips, the pieces of Prism began to shift, glowing brighter, reassembling before the child’s eyes.
