The sun was already sinking low when a silver carriage glided through the clouds, its polished frame gleaming in the orange light as it approached Gacha Haven. Inside sat Luna and Ember, both wide-eyed as they gazed down at the sprawling terrain below. What had once been part of Brigid's floating island had now fully merged, making Atlas's island several times larger than before.
"It's thanks to your innocent judgment about Mira," Luna said as the carriage tilted gently, weaving past the sharp, jagged cliffs that surrounded the island. "Because of that, we had the chance to form an alliance with him."
Ember laughed, still standing as she looked out at the breathtaking view. "You know my judgment's never wrong! I supported Atlas from the start. Even when you were still doubting him."
