Despite the peaceful surroundings of Lumina, sleep was elusive for the chosen ones that night. The unanswered questions about the Blood Queen's fate kept them awake, their minds filled with doubts and apprehensions.
Benjo, in particular, was restless. He kept replaying the moment he discovered the Blood Queen's blood merged with his water, trying to make sense of it. But the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
In the quiet of the night, they each wrestled with their thoughts, their fears. They had faced a formidable enemy and emerged victorious, but the victory felt incomplete, tainted with uncertainty.
As dawn approached, they knew they had to find answers. They had to understand what happened to the Blood Queen, and what it meant for them. But for now, they had to rest, to gather their strength for the challenges ahead.