Lucavion watched in quiet awe as the two Nyxaliths hovered in perfect balance, each representing their respective forces yet unified in their purpose. There was no need for a fight here—only understanding.
Vitaliara, sensing his thoughts, spoke softly. [Back when I was younger, much younger… these two benefited greatly from me. I was different then, more… whole.] Her voice was tinged with a rare sense of nostalgia.
Lucavion glanced at her, intrigued. "What do you mean?"
She turned her head slightly, the moonlight reflecting off her white fur, which seemed to shimmer faintly. [In the past, I was much more than what I am now. My connection to life energy was vast, and I could grant or take vitality as I saw fit. Tiax and Laxa were drawn to that power. They learned to thrive because of me.]
