The sanctuary bore the scars of battle, its walls damaged and its disciples exhausted. Jihoon walked among the wounded, healing as many as he could.
Arin approached him, her face etched with concern. "They'll come back, stronger than before."
Jihoon sighed. "I know. That's why we need to prepare. This victory bought us time, but the war isn't over."
The disciples gathered for a moment of silence to honor the fallen. Jihoon's heart ached, but he stood tall, knowing he had to remain a beacon of hope.
Later that night, Jihoon met with Ryujin. "Thank you for stepping in," Jihoon said.
Ryujin smirked. "Don't get used to it. But I'll admit, your magic has potential."
Their bond, forged in battle, strengthened the sanctuary's resolve for the challenges ahead.