Above them was a sky they didn't recognize.
It wasn't blue.
It wasn't black.
It was a swirling gradient of silver and lavender, dotted with shimmering motes of starlight drifting so slowly they felt frozen.
They were inside a star.
But the star wasn't burning.
It wasn't hot.
It was like they were in a hollowed sanctuary within the heart of something celestial.
E.E blinked multiple times with a dizzy expression.
Aildris groaned.
Falco collapsed fully, unconscious.
Angy struggled to rise as her voice trembled:
"Wh–where are we…?"
Before anyone could answer—
A streak of purple slammed into E.E, knocking him back.
"E.E!"
He looked up and his expression melted into relief so overwhelming that he burst into tears.
"Elevora?"
She landed directly on him, embracing him so tightly that he winced from the pain of cracked ribs. Then, without hesitation, she pressed her lips to his. Their kiss was messy, desperate, trembling with fear and disbelief.
