Lucy let out a long sigh, still conflicted but trusting the guidance of her ancestor as the voice faded from her mind. She hesitated for a moment longer, her gaze softening as she looked at Lucas, the weight of her decision hanging heavily on her shoulders. "Alright," she finally said aloud, her voice softer and tinged with resignation. "I'll bring you with me, Lucas."
At her words, Lucas's face lit up, a wave of relief washing over him. His usual calm determination was evident in the slight smile that tugged at his lips.
He had been waiting for this moment, his chance to prove he wasn't just someone to be protected, but someone who could stand beside his sister. "Thank you, sister," he said, his voice low but filled with quiet resolve. "I promise, I won't let you down."
