Evening began to descend slowly over the ruins of the old laboratory.
The sky turned a soft orange, while the last rays of sunlight bathed the overgrown grass and concrete debris in a calm, warm hue.
The wind drifted gently through the ancient trees, carrying with it a sense of peace that felt foreign in a place once filled with pain.
But now…
This place no longer felt cold.
Because the faint sound of Aurelia's laughter still lingered here.
The being beside Aurelia moved with soft, fluid motions.
Its luminous lines pulsed steadily, their rhythm guided by a core that had been continuously filled with vast, warm emotions ever since it had held the small kitten earlier.
The units following behind maintained their network watch.
Kael walked along, glancing repeatedly at that glowing figure.
"I still can't believe this."
Ragnar raised an eyebrow.
"Believe what?"
Kael pointed quickly.
"That."
