[Sound: A low, unnatural hum. A sudden crack—like reality splitting. A glowing rift tears open in the ceiling. A child plummets through, hitting the stone floor with a heavy thud. Dust erupts around him.]
[The book skids across the floor, pages fluttering. The pencil clinks and rolls away. The child groans, dazed, reaching instinctively for the book but not yet moving.]
Leon (from the throne, voice low, stunned):
"...What is that?"
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