"Bloom."
Raiden muttered as his bed and the canopy around it dissolved into dark smoke. The sensation was brief—shorter than he'd hoped—but he could feel his bed as solidly as if it were truly there.
He sighed and extended his hand to stroke Ash's head. Her wings settled peacefully while she exhaled a smoky breath, wearing a gentle smile.
When Raiden came home with the guardians of silence yesterday, she'd been awake and energetic, jumping around with more joy than he'd ever seen—but she only lasted an hour before drifting off to sleep again.
Her mysterious behavior left Raiden even more confused and frustrated, but he couldn't afford to dwell on it. Not only was it pointless, but Noelle and MK were causing such a racket in the corridor that his irritation was reaching a boiling point.
