"Adrian!" Abyss's excited voice rang out as she spotted him approaching.
Her violet eyes gleamed, and for a moment, the cold steel of her usual demeanor softened. She took a step forward, her sword resting loosely in her grip, as if preparing for another battle.
Lilith leaned against a log, her crimson whip idly coiled around her hand. "Look who finally decided to show up," she said, her lips curling into a mischievous grin. "And he's brought the Queen of Pride herself."
All eyes shifted to Hera, who walked beside Adrian with regal poise, her golden hair gleaming even under the fading firelight. Her piercing blue gaze swept over the group, assessing each of her sisters with an unreadable expression.
"Ah, Hera. Sorry, I mean 'Your Royal Majesty," Eris drawled, flipping one of her emerald daggers into the air and catching it effortlessly. "How was your little beauty nap? Still full of yourself?"
