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He ran outside. A truck carrying firecrackers for the upcoming temple festival had jackknifed and was leaking fuel near the crowded marketplace. A single spark could turn the entire street into an inferno.

"Alright," Jaison said, rolling up his sleeves. "Let's go fix that truck. And then we figure out how to teach this kid not to short-circuit the town's wifi." minnal murali cast

Jaison, once a tailor’s son with a chip on his shoulder, now sat on a plastic chair under a leaking tin roof, staring at his hands. They were ordinary hands again—calloused from sewing, not from fighting. Ever since he had driven the lightning-charged shard through the villain Shibu’s chest, ever since he had saved the town, the power had vanished. No yellow flashes in his veins. No speed. No strength. He ran outside