The Journey Continues

(The battlefield is silent. The dust settles, and the air, once heavy with power, now hums with a different energy—calm, resolute. Arya stands tall, his breathing steady but deep. Hanuman watches him with a satisfied nod, his golden aura glowing with divine warmth.)Hanuman (grinning, his mighty arms crossed):

"You have done well, Arya. You faced Wrath and did not let it consume you. You held your strength, not as a weapon, but as a shield."

*Arya exhales, his muscles aching but his mind clear. He looks up at the towering figure of Hanuman, sensing something beyond just power—a wisdom forged through centuries of devotion and discipline. *Arya (bowing slightly):

"I still have much to learn. Strength alone won't be enough for the trials ahead."

Hanuman's eyes gleam with approval. He steps forward, placing a massive hand on Arya's forehead, his touch radiating a soothing yet overwhelming energy.Golden light erupts from Hanuman's palm, flowing into Arya's body like a river of divine power. Arya's mind feels clearer, his thoughts sharper, and his heart... lighter.Hanuman (deep, resonating voice):

"I grant you my blessing, warrior—not of raw strength, but of wisdom, resilience, and clarity. The mind that masters itself is the greatest weapon of all."

(Arya's body trembles as the energy settles within him. He feels a newfound calmness—his emotions no longer chaotic, but focused, like a blade honed to perfection.)Vaishnavi (softly, in awe):

"His aura... it's different. More controlled."

Sachin (grinning):

"Heh, maybe now he won't punch first and think later."

(Arya smirks slightly but remains focused. Hanuman steps back, his divine energy slowly retracting.)Hanuman's expression grows serious, his golden eyes piercing into Arya's soul.Hanuman (sternly):

"Your journey is far from over. The next Abyss you face will test more than your strength—it will test your soul."

Arya (clenching his fists):

"What do you mean?"

Hanuman turns, gazing toward the distant horizon, where dark clouds gather over an unknown land.Hanuman (his voice lower, almost a whisper):

"The Abyss of Deception... a place where truth is a weapon and lies are the foundation of power. Many warriors have fallen—not to swords, but to their own doubts."

Arya's brows furrow. He has faced many battles, but this... this feels different. Vaishnavi and Sachin exchange glances, sensing the weight of Hanuman's words.Hanuman looks at Arya one last time, a knowing yet solemn expression on his face.Hanuman (final words, full of meaning):

"The flames of war are inevitable, but true strength is found in unwavering purpose. Remember this, warrior."

*With that, Hanuman leaps into the sky, vanishing into the heavens like a streak of divine fire. The jungle is silent once more, but Arya feels changed. The blessing burns within him—not as Wrath's consuming fire, but as an unbreakable will. *(The jungle remains eerily silent after Hanuman's departure, his final words echoing in Arya's mind like an unshakable truth. The golden glow from the blessing still lingers on Arya's skin, but the road ahead holds no time for reflection. The war of Abysses and Zeniths looms closer.)Moving ForwardThe trio walks along the forest path, the rustling leaves above whispering secrets of the divine encounter they just had. Vaishnavi glances at Arya, sensing the change in him.Vaishnavi (softly, watching Arya):

"Your aura... it's steadier now. More refined. Hanuman's blessing—do you feel different?"

Arya remains silent for a moment, his fingers curling slightly as he clenches his fists.Arya (nodding, his voice firm):

"Yes. Wrath no longer controls me. I control it."

Sachin smirks, walking a little ahead, his sword resting on his shoulder.Sachin (grinning):

"Great. So that means next time we're ambushed, you won't go full destruction mode?"

Arya (chuckles, shaking his head):

"No promises."