I find myself in Zamira's beautiful room, a stark contrast to my mother's quarters. It exudes elegance, with state-of-the-art appliances placed meticulously. However, what captures my attention the most is the enormous artwork adorning the wall.
I smile involuntarily as I gaze at the artwork, recognizing Zamira's fondness for the Protoss displayed prominently.
Shifting my focus away from the artwork, I see Zamira peacefully asleep on her bed, her eyes closed. Next to her, a noticeably large candle emits a soothing essence that intertwines with Zamira's presence.
Standing behind me is Zagrath, her eyes fixed on my every move, wearing a curious expression.
Curiosity piqued, I ask, "What is the purpose of this candle?"
Zagrath replies simply, "It helps alleviate pain. We obtained it during our visit to the dwarves' planet."
"I see... So you accompanied Zamira on her journey to the dwarves' planet," I remark.
"Yes," Zagrath responds.
