The rest of the day crawled by while Syryn moved like an automaton, thoughtlessly going through the motions that were required of him.
Utsui's body was taken by the avians for funeral preparations. Like the other heroes of war, he would be cremated in the sky and his ashes buried at the temple of the Phoenix.
Syryn was back at his Helios residence. Owing to its distance from the main city block, it had escaped the devastation that the demons wrought. The teen was curled up in bed, feeling the deep purrs of Navi who was nestled against his chest. Milky was at the window, his snowy white paws tucked under his chest. The white cat was looking out the window in what seemed like a contemplative mood if that was even possible for a feline.
