Sigh.
It was a bright morning inside the dungeon space, just like always. The air was filled with the sounds of people bustling about, moving items into place as they prepared for the final stage. Everything felt alive, purposeful.
And yet—
Amidst all that activity, there was a very noticeable… heaviness.
Ollie sighed again.
This time, it came from his entire body.
It was dramatic enough that Luca finally leaned in, concern written all over his face.
"Brother, are you alright?" he asked gently. "You've been sighing since we started."
The blonde puffed his cheeks and slumped where he stood.
"I'm not so sure, brother," Ollie admitted. "I'm fine right now, but not knowing if I'm about to turn into mush is driving me crazy."
"…Huh?" Luca blinked, tilting his head. "Turn into mush? But brother, why would you turn into… mush?"
He looked genuinely worried.
After all, today was just about consuming the Queen of the Night's fruit.
