After some few minutes, Rey rushes back into the study room, slightly out of breath. He holds up a small vial, the deep red liquid swirling inside. "I almost missed it. They're in the process of cremating him," he says, his voice steady but hurried.
Everyone's eyes lock onto the vial. It feels like a strange, eerie relic, one final piece of Rehan still left in this world.
Rey steps forward and carefully places the vial on the table. The room remains silent for a moment, tension thick in the air.
Ace finally speaks. "Is that all you need?" His voice is firm, but there's a hint of urgency in it.
"Yes," Rika answers without hesitation. Her fingers twitch slightly, eager to begin. Max nods beside her, already preparing himself mentally.
Without wasting time, Rika and Max move into position. Rika places both hands over the vial, her eyes fluttering shut.
Max stands slightly behind her, raising his hands as if drawing unseen energy toward them.