Cillian's gaze remained fixed on the gradually expanding ball of light for an hour. His eyes widened as the luminous sphere transformed into the figure of a man. Although Stellar had regained his complete form, he continued to draw power from the blossom trees.
Cillian shifted his attention to the trees, observing their partially withered state, and calculated that there was one more hour to wait. He couldn't help but steal glances at Stellar, a sensation of excitement causing his heart to race. Stellar floated gracefully in mid-air, his eyes shut in serene concentration.
Stellar's presence was nothing short of captivating. Suspended effortlessly in the air, he projected an aura of otherworldly charm. His tall and robust form exuded authority, accentuated by the seemingly weightless levitation that held him aloft. His eyes remained serenely closed.
