With the weight of their victory lingering in the air, Kazuichi and his group gathered their belongings and prepared for the long trek back to their home stronghold. The morning sun filtered through the dense canopy as they stood at the gates of the Hybrid Mountain Stronghold, saying their goodbyes. It wasn't easy to leave after everything they'd experienced—the fierce battles, the moments of growth, and the bonds they'd formed with the stronghold's inhabitants.
Kaito, ever stoic, nodded his head as Kazuichi approached. Despite their brief interactions, there was a mutual respect between the two. Kaito had been a guiding force during the camp, a pillar of strength who had helped them push through the brutal tests they faced.
"Take care of yourself, Kazuichi," Kaito said, his voice firm but laced with the warmth of a parting friend. "Your potential is boundless, but don't forget the others around you. Strength comes from unity as much as it comes from power."
