The trio stayed in the room, trading their resources for a couple hours before finally climbing back into their respective beds to head to sleep, the runic lights around the room fading to a soft amber glow that provides a quite calming effect.
The soft hum of the outpost's shielding dome thrummed distantly, a comforting reminder that an entire military fortress now stood between them and the horrors of the Demonic Sea.
Exhaustion settled over all three like a weighted blanket. Elara was the first to pass out, collapsing face-first onto her bed without even bothering to get under the covers.
Lilian disappeared into her room a moment later, clutching her ring like a dragon hovering over its hoard, muttering something about "locking it away before she accidentally drinks the damn thing in her sleep."
Albedo wasn't that tired, so he simply decided to spend the night training, constantly building himself up, wanting to reach the peak of the Mid Gold Rank soon.
