Kaelen sat cross-legged on the cliff, his breathing deep and steady, eyes closed as he immersed himself in meditation. He was trying, with all his might, to grasp the fleeting moment of enlightenment the Mysterious Swordsman had shown him. The faint traces of sword dimension lingered in his mind, but no matter how hard he focused, something always seemed just out of reach. His body, already fatigued from recent battles and trials, was at its breaking point.
Suddenly, he sensed a presence approaching. Without opening his eyes, he knew who it was. Lila.
"Kaelen," her soft voice broke through the silence. Gently, she knelt beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You're overdoing it. If you push any further, you'll hurt yourself." Her tone was full of concern.
