While the girls were busy dealing with Nyx and Nightfire, and talking about the details of what happened after Aether got involved with the Void Empire.
Meanwhile, Aether and Xara were in the Lab.
Aether looked around carefully. He noticed that a lot of things had changed here. Strange tools, parchments, and runes cluttered the tables, and the scent of burnt metal and dried blood lingered in the air.
It seemed she had been working far too much, pushing herself beyond rest. His eyes narrowed when he noticed the blood he had given her.
It wasn't stored neatly—it was scattered across the chamber as though something had blasted it apart.
"Hmm… did something happen?" he asked curiously.
Xara sighed, shoulders heavy, as if she had been carrying the weight of countless sleepless nights.
