Though he was powerless to help her with the internal battle, Duke's presence alone was a silent promise of protection. He was prepared to face any threat, no matter how great, to ensure that when Kisha finally emerged from this grueling struggle, she would do so with her newfound power fully realized.
When Kisha finally came to her senses, the first thing she noticed was the soft, golden light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. The once suffocating tension had lifted, replaced by a serene quiet that seemed to envelop everything. She blinked, her vision slowly adjusting to the gentle morning light, and for a moment, she simply lay there, trying to gather her scattered thoughts.
