Lumi and Gustalon.
Given their unique nature as elemental lifeforms, would they trigger a reaction from the Divine Kingdom?
The thought took root instantly. Orion didn't hesitate; he departed the realm at once.
He headed North, to the Endless Tundra.
The Great Snowy Mountain was a place of profound silence. It was a boundless expanse of white, where peaks stood shoulder to shoulder like the frozen guardians of the North—eternal, majestic, and severe.
The moment Orion materialized halfway up the central peak, the heavy gates of the Ice Phoenix Palace groaned open.
Snow began to fall across the world. It didn't just drift; it danced. The flakes swirled with a palpable joy, a silent cheer echoing through the wind.
It was a reflection of Lumi's heart.
"You came."
Her voice was cool, but the emotion behind it was vibrant. Lumi remained as aloof as the glaciers she commanded, but she walked straight to Orion, reached out, and gently traced the line of his jaw.
