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  Nero sighed, “Anyway, I was saying…” He paused, narrowing his eyes as if trying to recall something. “What the hell was I saying?”

  Nami spoke up from the side, arms crossed. “Boss, you were talking about how these Fmes affect our inal powers.”

  Nero nodded. “Right. Magic is just one example. Sofia’s been using her Raio upgrade her firewalls, as an example. These Fmes aren’t limited to enhang what you already do. They be added to nearly anything.” He g the group. “Let’s break this down before we get too lost in everyone’s side chatter. I’ll expin each Fme.”

  Nero gestured to the floating hologram dispying a vivid e fme. “The Sky Fme is at the ter of everything. Its property is Harmony. It doesn’t just enha brings different energies together, bang them and amplifying their potential. Think of it as a bridge. It doesn’t overwhelm; it ies.”

  Nero raised his hand, and the e fmes of the Sky Ring ignited, “This,” he began, “is the Sky Fme. It’s not the stro fme on its own, but when used with others, it creates something far more powerful. It’s the glue that holds everything together. Without the Sky Fme, the other Fmes wouldn’t i like they do now. Harmony isn’t just about blending energy—it’s about creating bance.”

  He looked to see if everyone uood. “Those who bear Sky Fmes are often in a leading position, although not always. Fmes often reflect the character of the person. It’s not a role you choose—it’s something that naturally aligns with who you are.”

  A few of the summons exged curious ghe unfamiliarity of the cept drawing them in, though errupted. Nero gestured to the hologram again, and the e fme dimmed, repced by a vibrant red.

  “The Storm Fme,” he tinued. “Its property is disiion. It breaks things down, erodes barriers, and makes everything it touches unstable. Offensive aless.” He didn’t o look at Diego, but the smirk tugging at the tter’s lips didn’t go unnoticed.

  “Of course Diego gets the destructive one,” Anthony muttered with a faint grin.

  “Better than being stuck with something b,” Diego quipped back. “Besides, disiion has... finesse.”

  “Finesse?” Sofia gnced up briefly. “Last I checked, ‘smash everything in sight’ doesn’t qualify as finesse.”

  “It’s strategic smashing,” Diego corrected, shrugging. “Some people appreciate art. Others don’t.”

  “Save your art for your mirror,” Sofia said, her attention already ba s.

  Nero moved on without engaging. The dispy shifted again, this time revealing a calm blue fme. “The Rairanquility is its property. It slows, pacifies, and weaken both attacks and defenses. A terbao the aggression of Storm Fmes.”

  Sofia didn’t look up. “Yes, it’s very calming. Perfect for ralizing overly dramatic forces. Like certain people in this room.”

  “You mean me, don’t you?” Diego asked, tilting his head. “Say it. I know you want to.”

  “Wouldn’t waste my breath,” Sofia replied ftly.

  Anthony chuckled. “I think you’re both missing the part where she’s actually dangerous. Ice storms? Deadly mist? You’ve got Rain Fme overkill written all over you.”

  Sofia smirked faintly but stayed silent.

  “The is the Sun Fme,” Nero said as golden fmes illumihe hologram. “Activation. It speeds things up—healing, movements, reas. It’s all about energy. Relentless, unyielding, and impossible to ignore.”

  Anthony flexed his fingers. “That expins a lot. Feels like I’m always running hot in a fight. Makes sense now.”

  “It’s probably the most fitting thing about you,” Maria said, barely suppressing a ugh. “Fast, fiery, and over-the-top.”

  Anthony shot her a look. “This ing from the woman who jures imaginary snacks while we’re bleeding out otlefield?”

  “Imaginary snacks are a morale boost,” Maria replied smoothly. “You’re wele.”

  The hologram shifted again, dispying a faint purple hue. “Cloud Fmes. Propagation. These Fmes expand and multiply, not just in their energy but in their impact. They adapt and grow, creating possibilities most people wouldn’t sider.”

  epped closer to the dispy, his eyes narrowing slightly. “I use it to create es. They’re extensions, amplifications of a single point.”

  “Exactly,” Nero replied. “But it’s more than just making copies. It’s about creating something more than the inal.”

  Maria g Nigel with a sly grin. “Sounds like you, old man. Always multiplying ways to ruin someone’s day.”

  Nigel gave her a smile, but didn't answer.

  The fme dimmed, repced by a vivid green glow. “Thunder Fme. Solidification. It’s about structure and stability. It reinforces everything it touches, creating something that withstand even the heaviest blows.”

  Donald tilted his head. “That is me, defensive by nature.”

  “And offensive,” Nero crified. “The same way a fortified wall double as a battering ram.”

  “Figures you’d get something like that,” Anthony said to Donald. “All about strength and resilience.”

  The final fme emerged, its deep indigo glow casting long shadows across the room. “And finally, the Mist Fme,” Nero said. “Illusioion. It twists perception, creating structs that blend seamlessly with reality. It’s elusive, uable, and incredibly dangerous in the right hands.”

  Maria grinned, leaning ba her chair. “Right hands meaning mine.”

  Sofia gave her a sidelong gnce. “We know. You remind us every time someorips over an illusion you ‘fot’ to dismiss.”

  “They’re memorable moments,” Maria said with a shrug. “You should thank me for making your life iing.”

  Diego snorted. “Iing? You almost got me killed st week with that fake bridge illusion.”

  “A, here you are,” Maria replied smoothly. “Alive, unharmed, and still as dramatic as ever.”

  Nero cpped his hands once, drawing their attention. “That’s the overview. For those of you o this, Fmes aren’t just tools. They’re part of you. The stronger your will, the stronger your Fme. Everything else—the ons, the structs, even the abilities—they’re extensions of that.”

  Yagami Light was first to step up, a faint smile pying on his lips. "I already foresee what I do with these."

  Hercule leaned against a nearby table, one arm casually draped over the back of a chair. "You talk like you already know what Fme you’ll awaken."

  Light turoward him, his smile shifting into a mog one. "Of course I do. As Boss expined, Fmes reflect character. I’ve analyzed the inal seven and myself. It’s not difficult to deduce." He gnced around the room. "While I’m at it, how about I analyze the rest of you? Excluding the hree, of course."

  Diego raised an eyebrow. "Oh, this should be good. Please, enlighten us. I’m dying to know what kind of genius insight you’ve got for us."

  Light looked at Hercule, his sharp eyes settling on the man lounging casually. “Let’s start with you first.”

  Hercule raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly. “Me? Alright, genius. What’ve you got?”

  “Simple,” Light said, his toter-of-fact. “You thrive on attention, but you’re not oo seek it without purpose. You lean toward the Thunder Fme. It reinforces, solidifies, and creates an undeniable presence. Much like you, it’s stable but capable of immerength when properly applied.”

  Hercule rubbed his , looking thoughtful. “Solid. I live with that.”

  Light moved on without pause. His gaze shifted to Lara Croft, who was standing near a sole, her arms crossed as she observed. “You,” he said, pointing toward her. “Mist Fme.”

  Lara tilted her head, her expressioral. “Mist? That doesn’t sound like me.”

  “It fits,” Light replied. “You’re a tacti. You mislead your enemies, adapt to situations, and make your presence felt without being the ter of attention. The Mist Fme isn’t about beiive for the sake of it—it’s about trolling the narrative. That’s what you do.”

  Lara nodded slightly, though her face gave little away. “Iing perspective.”

  Light’s attention turo Finn, who was leaning against the far wall with a rexed posture. “Cloud Fme,” he said. “You’re adaptable, capable of handling almost anything thrown at you. But your strength lies in your ability to multiply efforts, to build upon what’s already there.”

  Finn gave a small smile. “Sounds abht. Not bad, detective.”

  Diego grinned from across the room. “He’s got a talent for stating the obvious, doesn’t he?”

  Light ignored him, fog on Nami. “You’re the Rain Fme,” he said. “Tranquility and trol. You bance chaos with precision, and you’re quick to adapt without losing focus on the bigger picture.”

  Nami smiled faintly, her haing on her hip. “I’ll take that as a pliment.”

  “Take it however you like,” Light replied, already shifting to Sakura Haruno. “Storm Fme. Your energy is relentless, eroding barriers, and overwhelming whatever stands in your way. It suits your personality—dired forceful.”

  Sakura raised an eyebrow, her arms crossed. “So, I’m a destructive force. That’s your assessment?”

  “Call it what you want,” Light said simply. “But the results speak for themselves.”

  Finally, he turo L, who was sitting cross-legged on a nearby table, his fingers idly tapping against his knee. “Sky Fme,” Light said after a moment’s pause.

  L’s gaze didn’t waver. “Expin.”

  “You observe, analyze, and bring things together,” Light said. “The Sky Fme is about harmony, uniting different elements and creating something cohesive. You don’t just see the pieces—you see how they fit.”

  L tilted his head slightly. “An iiion. I’m curious how well it aligns with reality.”

  “You’ll find out soon enough,” Light replied, his tone dismissive as he folded his arms.

  Anthony, who had been silently watg, spoke up with a smirk. “You’re pretty quick to assign roles, huh? What about yourself? Where do you fit into all this?”

  Light didn’t hesitate. “The Sky Fme. I don’t just analyze—I create order from chaos.”

  “Big talk,” Diego said, leaning back against the ter. “Let’s see if you back it up when it ts.”

  Maria waved a hand zily. “Oh, let him have his fun. He’s practically glowing from the sound of his own voice.”

  “ing from you?” Sofia muttered without looking up from the sole she was tweaking.

  “Boys, girls,” Nero interjected, his voice cutting through the room with an air of finality. “Let’s save the bickering. We’ve got work to do.”

  He turoward Spanner and Gianni, who had been quietly discussing something at a nearby table. “Are the devices ready?”

  Spanner apping a small devi his wrist. “Yeah, we’re good to go. Just o ruivation sequence.”

  Gianured to a nearby sole. “It’s straightforward. They step in, Fmes activate, and we see what we’re w with. No explosions, probably.”

  “Probably?” Sofia asked, her tone sharp.

  “Rex,” Gianni said with a grin. “I know what I’m doing.”

  Nero gestured toward the holographic dispy that Sofia had lio the device. “Alright, let’s get started. O a time. L, you’re up first.”

  L stood, casually approached the activation ptform. The air around him grew heavy, and faint traces e light began to swirl around his body.

  “Sky Fme,” Spanner firmed, watg the readings. “No surprises there.”

  The light intensified, coalesg into a steady glow before dissipating into L’s body. He stepped off the ptform, his expression thoughtful. “Fasating.”

  “,” Nero called, motioning for Sakura.

  Sakura approached the ptform, her stride fident. As the device activated, a vibrant red light erupted around her, swirling with aggressive energy.

  “Storm Fme,” Gianni said, nodding in approval. “Strong output, too.”

  The light faded, and Sakura stepped off the ptform, her arms crossed as she observed the results on the dispy.

  The process tinued smoothly. Nami’s activatiht forth a calm blue glow, her Rain Fme maing. Finn followed, his Cloud Fme radiating a soft purple hue that pulsed rhythmically. Lara’s Mist Fme emerged as ahereal indigo haze, shifting and elusive. Hercule’s Thunder Fme sparked to life in vivid green, its energy crag with potential.

  As the final activation finished, urned back to the group. “There you have it. Your Fmes are awakened. Now es the hard part—learning how to use them. Snape, Spanner and Gianni, you three awaken your fmes as well.”

  But all eyes were on Light, who was basking in the flicker of his newly awakened Sky Fmes. Hercule muttered, "Monster." Ihan a minute, Light had accurately guessed everyone’s Fmes before their awakening.

  Light didn’t so much as g him, his hands sliding into his pockets. “It wasn’t nothing,” he said pinly. “It was dedu.”

  “And modest, too,” Diego quipped with a grin. “You should’ve been a fortueller. Could’ve made a killing on the side.”

  “Do you have a point, or are you just wasting oxygen?” Light asked, his tone devoid of i.

  Diego gave a mock gasp. “Wasting oxygen? How rude! See, this is why nobody likes geniuses.”

  Maria smirked from her seat, tossing an illusory pop keroward Diego. “Nobody likes them because they’re usually right. You’re just mad he called you predictable.”

  “I’m not predictable,” Diego shot back, snatg the pop out of the air. “I’m sistent. There’s a difference.”

  “sistently annoying,” Sofia muttered from across the room, barely gng up from the dispy she was adjusting. “Which is saying something, sidering the petition in here.”

  “You wound me, Sofia,” Diego said, pg a hand over his chest with exaggerated offense. “I’m an asset to this team. A shining bea of talent and charm.”

  Anthony snorted. “Bea, huh? More like a disco ball. Fshy, spins around a lot, but mostly just distrag.”

  “That’s riing from you,” Diego said, pointing at him. “You’re practically a golderiever in human form. Do you even know how to sit still?”

  “Better than you know how to shut up,” Anthony replied, flig his finger.

  Nero sighed. “Enough. Go ahead and awaken, you three,” he said, nodding toward Snape, Gianni, and Spanner. He leaned back slightly, letting Sofia hahe sole as the others shifted their attention toward the activation ptform.

  Sepped forward first, his bck cloak swept slightly as he approached the ptfng briefly at Sofia’s equipment before fog oask.

  “Do try not to vaporize me,” Snape said, his voice as dry as ever.

  “Wouldn’t dream of it,” Sofia replied ftly, her fingers darting over the trols. “Just stand still ahe mae do its job.”

  The ptform hummed to life, faint wisps of indigo fme swirling around Snape. His sharp gaze didn’t waver as the Mist Fme engulfed him momentarily before reg into his form.

  “Mist Fme,” Sofia firmed, gng at the readings. “No surprises there.”

  Sepped down, brushing an invisible speck of dust off his cloak. “I work with this,” he said simply, returning to his pce at the edge of the room.

  Gianni was already moving, his hands shoved casually into his pockets as he strode to the ptform. He gave Spanner a grin on his way. “Pce your bets, grease monkey. I’m thinking Thunder.”

  Spanner raised an eyebrow, arms crossed. “More like Cloud. You’re all talk and no substance.”

  “Funny,” Gianni shot back, stepping onto the ptform. “Let’s see h you are.”

  The mae activated again, and a vibrant purple hue erupted around him. The Cloud Fme’s distinct aura pulsed rhythmically, casting a faint glow.

  Spanner smirked. “Called it.”

  Gianni sighed dramatically, stepping off the ptform. “Fine. Cloud. Happy now?”

  “Ecstatic,” Spanner said, waving toward the ptform. “My turn.”

  He approached with an air of fidence, adjusting his goggles as he stepped onto the activation pad. The mae whirred, and a vibrant green light surrounded him, crag with energy.

  “Thunder Fme,” Sofia announced, not looking up from her sole.

  Spanner adjusted his goggles again, stepping down with a faint grin. “Predictable. But I’ll take it.”

  Nero looked at the group, "Alright, from now on, L and Light, you’ll work with me. I’ll teach you the basics. Sakura, you’re with Diego. Nami, you’re with Sofia. Hercule and Spanner, you’ll train with Donald. Finn and Gianni, go with Nigel. Snape and Lara, you’re with Maria." He paused briefly, his gaze shifting toward Anthony. "Anthony, for now, you’re on your own. You’ll get your partner when someone awakens Sun Fmes."

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