Farah, still injured from her previous battle, returned to her secret chamber in the Holy City's Cathedral...
No one had noticed her arrival, not even the Young Saint of the church.
As she entered her chamber deep within the hallowed walls of the Cathedral, she immediately felt refreshed.
The chamber was filled with soothing Divinity that healed all her injuries and replenished her power.
Clack… Clack…
Her steps echoed softly against the stone floors as she made her way to the heart of the chamber, a place bathed in a soft golden light that emanated from a sacred altar at its center.
Although she had replenished her lost Divinity, it was still not enough for her. The Avatar had limited capacity, and if she wanted to get stronger, she had to do something about it.
She contemplated for a moment while her eyes were closed.
After some time, she opened her eyes and it was burning with determination.
