The people streamed from the shelters, their eyes wide with a mix of shock and hope. Those who had been in the city's safer zones moved forward, walking, driving, and even flying towards the newly restored city of Cordelia.
"Is this a miracle?" Amara whispered, her eyes welling up with tears as she watched her children fly toward her.
"Sister!" Sylvia screamed, waving frantically at Christopher, who descended from the sky with Advika cradled in his arms.
Everyone took a collective step back as the enormous beasts landed with a series of earth-shaking thuds. Christopher jumped down and walked directly toward Sylvia, his expression calm.
"What happened? How is she?" Sylvia asked, her voice laced with worry.
"Don't worry, she's just sleeping," Christopher said, his gaze softening as he looked at Advika's peaceful face resting against his chest. He turned to Sylvia, a broad smile on his face. "And good news... your father can finally be cured."
