Amberine took a deep breath, her body still trembling from the chase that had just taken her through the depths of Aetherion. She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her ears, her pulse slowly beginning to calm as she took in her surroundings. The dark, oppressive hallways were gone, replaced by a serene space filled with flowers of every color. The air was thick with the scent of blooms, the ground covered in soft petals that cushioned her feet. A soft glow filled the area, giving it a dreamlike quality that seemed completely disconnected from the nightmare she had just escaped.
She glanced around, her eyes catching sight of the mysterious figure—the one who had saved her. He stood not far away, his pink hair glowing softly in the ambient light, his eyes focused on her, studying her as though she was some puzzle he was interested in solving. Amberine shivered, the adrenaline from her flight finally wearing off, leaving her drained and wary.
