Theovin stood in the same spot where Gold Song had disappeared, his eyes fixed on the empty space.
He was lost in thought, his mind consumed by a whirlwind of emotions.
His fists were clenched tightly, his muscles tense with rage. He could feel his anger boiling inside him, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
Theovin remained there, motionless, for what seemed like an eternity. He was so preoccupied that he didn't even notice the passing of time.
The surroundings were silent, except for the distant sound of leaves rustling in the wind.
Theovin was lost in his own world, his thoughts and emotions raging, as he tried to come to terms with what had just happened.
Theovin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, before turning around and making his way back into the room.
His footsteps echoed through the balcony as he walked, his mind still reeling from the encounter with Gold Song.
