The moonlight painted pale silver streaks across the floor as Yomi stepped into Aeloria's chamber, the door closing with a soft click behind him. The air was heavy with sorrow and turbulent magic. Aeloria lay flat on her bed, her back turned to the door, shoulders trembling with silent sobs. Wisps of chaotic Ki bled from her body in erratic pulses, flickering like storm-tossed embers as they danced across the air, staining the shadows with ghostly fire. The raw sound of her muffled crying twisted in his chest.
Her eyes snapped to him. "Get out," she snapped, her voice trembling with fury and something far more fragile beneath.
Yomi didn't move. The shadows shifted behind him, stretching like silent witnesses as he took a step closer.
"I said get out!" Her voice cracked, laced with the sharp sting of heartbreak and rage.
