Liana urged her pekko forward, feathers whipping in the wind as the bird charged across the open plain. Gloria followed beside her, Peanut keeping perfect pace, their faces set with determination.
They didn't know exactly where the battlefield was, there were no banners or smoke to guide them. They moved by instinct, guided by the bond they shared with Javier.
Inside Liana's mind, a storm of thoughts swirled.
Why? Why didn't you want us there, young master?
Her grip tightened on the reins.
We're not weak… and you know that. You know exactly what we are.
The memory of Garius sealing Ari and Aria within their bodies flashed in her thoughts.
The celestial harmony buried deep inside them, a gift and a burden. That power wasn't for show or pride. It was for this moment: to fight by Javier's side, to shield him when the world turns against him.
We can fight.
