Under the cloak of night, atop the Healing Sun Peak...
A grim atmosphere enveloped the healing sun peak. Both Porus and Shreya sat together outside the healing tower with solemn gazes.
Porus, who thought of reviving the rising sun peak through Kent, sat before the healing tower with a grave expression. His thoughts weighed heavy with concern for Kent, who lay unconscious.
Inside the healing tower, Sophia's delicate fingers danced across the strings of her zither, weaving a melody that seemed to echo the longing in her heart as she watched over Kent with concern and uncertain emotion.
Unbeknownst to Sophia, Kent occupied a place of profound significance in her heart, a truth that stirred in her thoughts even as she played the Zither strings.
