He stood under the dying light of the day, the rich oranges and purples spreading across the sky outlining his silhouette. Before him, the five girls, now grown into strong young women, approached him. Years had gone by since the day they first arrived, frightened and fragile, their days and nights filled with ceaseless training, hard work, and relentless pursuit of strength. In these years, they had blossomed into fearsome warriors.
"You are all strong enough now," Umbra's voice carried over the quiet breeze, firm yet weighted with emotion. "It is time for you to return to your kingdom and eradicate the corruption that has embedded itself within. You will leave me behind, but know this: wherever you go, I will always be with you in spirit."
