After their heavy discussion about Lily and reality collapse, the group naturally separated into smaller units throughout Alternative Cassius's house, each child seeking comfort from their chosen protector.
In the garden, Luna sat with Samantha among flowers that shouldn't exist. Her shadows, no longer chaotic or threatening, danced in complex patterns that told stories. "Watch this," she said, creating a shadow theater of their first meeting—her former rage transformed into artistic expression.
"I used to think shadows could only destroy," Luna admitted, manipulating darkness into delicate shapes. "But you showed me how to create beauty instead." Her shadows formed a butterfly that looked almost real, casting rainbows instead of darkness.
"You taught me things too," Samantha replied, watching Luna's shadows recreate scenes from their time together—training sessions that had become bonding moments, fears transformed into strength.
