"I found you."
Meylin could not help but tremble as she heard those words. Standing before her was the young man who had been by her side during the last moments in Aether. It was the exact same face she remembered, but now, there was something different. She gazed into Cain's eyes and saw the weight of responsibility, the passage of sorrow and hardship that could have broken anyone else. Yet, he stood immutable, strong, and steady, regardless of the calamities that had arisen.
Cain extended his right hand toward her. Without hesitation, Meylin grasped it, allowing him to help her rise from the ground. She lunged forward the moment she was on her feet, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. She held him with all her strength as if fearing he might vanish if she let go.
