Prince Dashavatara resurrected in the Tertiun observation deck.
His reappearance brought with it a heavy burden of shame and regret. As his ethereal form solidified, his head bowed low in the weight of his perceived failure, a deep sigh escaping his lips like a mournful lament.
" I'm sorry, I let everyone down…"
Chronos approached with an expanse of genuine warmth spreading across his face. With open arms, he enveloped Dashavatara in an embrace.
"Don't worry about it… you've done enough. Leave the rest to me."
King Izanagi walked over and pat Dashavatara on his shoulder,
"If it weren't for your lack of dimensional energy, you would've gotten the win easily! Don't harp on the loss, your potential is limitless!"
He offered words of comfort and affirmation, casting aside the specter of defeat that haunted the prince's wounded heart.
