immediately.
The golden children are welcomed with reverence.
The black-winged child is not.
Whispers spread:
"Death child." "Curse." "Sky mistake."
Aeris doesn't speak.
He only watches.
When a priest tries to touch him—
The ground cracks.
A shadow pulse bursts outward.
Everyone steps back.
Lyra, Child of Light, steps forward instead.
She reaches out.
Their hands almost touch—
The Council intervenes.
"The black-winged one will be isolated."
Final panel: Aeris locked behind silver bars glowing with runes.