Silence hung heavy as Elysiel and Seraphis continued their journey back to Elandor. After discovering the need to sacrifice their essences to achieve balance, each step felt burdened by the weight of that decision. Although they had agreed to move forward together, the reality of renouncing what defined them still seemed difficult to accept.
They stopped at the foot of a rocky hill, where a small crevice in the stones offered shelter. The night was strangely silent, as if the very underworld were waiting for their decision. Elysiel looked at Seraphis, who was staring into the distant darkness, lost in thought.
— Seraphis, — she began softly, drawing his gaze to her. — I need to be honest about something.
He nodded, encouraging her to continue.
