Her power is not just in the flare of light that coils at her fingertips or the way glass bends away from her when danger screams; it is in the choices she makes when no one is watching. Javryo’s signature move—what folk call the Lattice—unspools shimmering threads of possibility. With one sweep she can reroute a falling tram, untangle the lie that binds a scandal, or knit a safe path through a collapsing market. The Lattice doesn’t erase consequence; it reveals better options and forces selfishness to reveal its face.