Night descended slowly over the ruins of the old laboratory.
The dark sky stretched wide, dotted with faint stars above the treetops, which swayed gently in the night breeze.
The air felt cooler than before, yet the quiet warmth shared among them felt clearer and more profound than ever.
Aurelia and the Source continued walking side by side along a path overgrown with wild grass.
And all this while…
Their hands had not let go of each other, not even for a moment.
The being beside Aurelia moved with soft, fluid grace.
Lines of light along its form emitted a faint glow, bright enough to illuminate the path around them.
The units behind maintained their formation and watch.
Kael walked along, shoving both hands deep into his jacket pockets.
"I'm still thinking about what happened earlier."
Ragnar glanced sideways at him.
"About what part?"
Kael pointed his thumb toward the Source.
"When it said home."
His gaze softened slightly.
