Lukas opened his eyes and bolted up straight—the Dark Forest around him was still dark as ever, but then he was already scrambling up to his feet.
"Rhea—?" Lukas called out.
There were other things that was probably important, the corrupted Vampires, Matthew, Philip, Anthony and the rest of the people…
"You have finally awoken."
Like an angel of death, Cerisedel descended down from the sky, still in her human form—but her dragon wings were open in full expanse and with bits of jagged scales as if they were ripped and injured.
"Cerise!" Lukas' arms spread awkwardly and looked at her with a slightly guilty expression. "You are alive and that's great, I—"
"I do not think that you wished me to be dead." Cerisedel said.
"Of course not!"
"And yet you were the one who recruited me and asked me to help you save all of these people." Cerisedel glanced at the corner of her vision.