Arietta's form wavered slightly where she sat, the once-blazing glyph on her palm now no brighter than a dying firefly.
The divine realm, for the first time in two hundred and twenty-four days, trembled like a song nearing its final note.
Raven placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "That's enough."
Arietta blinked. "Huh?"
"You've done more than anyone could've asked," he said softly. "This realm—this time you gave us—it changed everything."
Selena, calm and composed as ever, stepped forward, her black-and-blue dress swaying like a shadow in water. She wrapped her arm around Raven's waist.
"We would've been dead if we faced what's out there in our old state. But now?" She smiled at Arietta, her blue eyes shining with warmth. "Now we have a fighting chance. You gave us that."
Clara followed, nodding gently.
"You've always acted clingy and obsessive and tried to yeet the rest of us out a window..." She paused.
