The forest was bathed in the soft glow of morning light as Zia, Leon, and Elysia made their way forward. The encounter with Seraphine's forces had left them weary, but their spirits were stronger than ever. Zia could feel the weight of the artifact in her satchel, its power quietly humming. It was a reminder of both the responsibility she bore and the bond she had with Leon, one that was deeper than she had ever anticipated.
As they walked, Zia felt Leon's presence, steady and comforting beside her. His loyalty and strength had been unwavering throughout their journey, and she couldn't deny the feelings that had started to grow in her heart. She glanced over at Elysia, who was walking with a calm grace, occasionally glancing back at Zia and Leon with a knowing smile.