[Seven years ago, Kyona]
The atmosphere crackled with palpable tension as three figures appeared, their presence commanding attention. Nathaniel, a tall and blind young man, exuded an air of strength, his blonde hair flowing over a black kimono. Standing beside him was Celeste Silva, a young woman with striking silver-blue hair and sky-blue eyes, donned in a black ensemble that accentuated her authoritative aura—a contrast to Nathaniel's calm demeanor.
"Why did I agree to work with you?" Nathaniel's voice, steady and resolute, cut through the charged air.
"Relax, blind boy. If I didn't need your help, would you think I'd ask you for it? I am the Strongest Elder, after all—the elder blessed by the universe," declared Celeste, her confidence evident.
Nathaniel, unimpressed, interrupted her self-praise. "Hmm, enough of that."
"Huh?" Celeste, momentarily taken aback, met Nathaniel's unwavering gaze.
