At 15, Airi is a burst of color and sound: brilliant, exhausting at times, impossible to ignore.
Her power is raw creativity, shaped by emotion and imagination. Energy constructs. Currently very unstable.
I first heard her name through colleagues in Tokyo: some kind of tech prodigy. No confirmed magical activity, but her intelligence raised questions. I took a risk. Helped push the family toward Berlin.
The gamble paid off.
What I’ve seen puzzles me. Her magic doesn’t follow traditional structures. It’s reactive. Wild. Chaotic. There’s something in it I can’t trace. She is powerful. But she’s fifteen. And her heart drives her magic. That will either be her strength… or her undoing.
