Akira stirred, waking to the soft flicker of firelight, her body feeling as heavy as stone. For a moment, she wondered if she was still trapped inside the seal, enveloped in suffocating darkness. Then she heard the distinct sound of crackling wood—sharp and undeniably real. As she moved, a blanket slipped off her shoulders, and her surroundings started to come into focus. She found herself in a neglected room of a villa, its walls cracked, with a faint light flickering from the hearth in the corner. Someone was approaching. “Easy now,” Kaidën said, stepping into view. His coat was torn, dirt smudged on his face, but his eyes held a steady, watchful gaze. “You were out for hours.” Her throat felt raw and scratchy. “The monster—?” “Sealed. For now,” he replied, placing a cup of water on the low table next to her bed. “But your father said—” He paused, his jaw tightening. “He said it won’t hold forever.” Memories crashed over her like waves—the shadows writhing, the metallic taste
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