Aiden looks to Nadeen, his expression grave. "We must call all hands to attend. A Chrysalis always attracts attention, or produces chimera, or both..."
A pop and crackle, like delayed fireworks, and something shoots into the sky! A brilliant light, like a meteor, spreading into an network of shooting stars.... and then, a SECOND pop and spray, like a rainbow, like grafitti, like an explosion of super-heated sparks that whizz and pop!
The lights dance.. or perhaps just coexist, one blindingly bright, the other glaringly sparkling, as glamour is released. Even with the sun still above the treeline, it is bright enough to outshine it in the sky for a moment.