"We will save her," Adams said, his voice steady and filled with conviction. His gaze shifted toward his mother, noticing the worry etched deeply into her expression. Her lips were pressed into a thin line, her brows furrowed as her thoughts spiraled to his little sister. He reached out subtly with his energy, wanting to offer some form of reassurance without words. "That's why I made my earlier statement about destroying the Heavens."
Aria's hands clenched tightly in her lap, her knuckles turning white as she listened. Her eyes, though soft and filled with concern, held a hint of steel as she responded. "I believe you," she said, her voice firm but tinged with underlying fear. "But the Heavens have nothing to do with Arianna's abduction. It was an Ashura Demon who took her." Her brow furrowed, the creases deepening as her mind ran through the implications of such an attack.
