The Mysterious Swordsman

"Haha," Roth chimes in, his voice filled with warmth and a touch of playfulness, "we got married when we were kids. We were supposed to... do the thing that adult couples do this year, since we're already ma—"

"Kyaaaa! Don't talk about something so embarrassing in public," Avril interjects, her cheeks now burning crimson as she playfully hits Roth on the chest.

A smile tugs at the corners of my lips, the realization that bonds are forged in unexpected ways dawning upon me. It's fascinating how friendships can evolve into something deeper, anchoring us during times of turmoil.

"Hey, guys, we have to get going," I interject, seizing the moment to redirect our focus. With a swift motion, I unleash my wings, ready to take flight into the boundless sky. Avril and Roth follow suit, their wings unfurling as they join me in the skies above.