The inner world stretched endlessly, a place of shifting skies and broken ground, fractured like the mind of the one it belonged to.
Lysera, Iriele, and Jenna wandered through the strange terrain, their determination unshaken despite the oppressive weight hanging in the air.
Every step felt like wading through memories and shards of power that didn't belong to them.
At the center of it all, Kana stood.
She was different here—serene, but empty-eyed, her aura vast and uncontainable, radiating an overwhelming pressure.
She looked at them not with recognition but with suspicion, as though they were intruders in a space meant only for her.
"Stay back. I don't know who you are… but I won't let you control me."
Kana warned, her voice calm yet cold, and the air trembled with her words.
Lysera flinched at the distance in her tone but forced herself forward anyway.
"Kana, it's us. Lysera, Iriele, Jenna. We're not here to control you—we're here to bring you back."
