Welding Water with Fire

When Azriel walked toward the meeting point where they would depart the Void Capital with Yelena, he saw that most were already waiting.

Lumine, Amaya, Mira, Nol, soldiers in crimson military uniforms, and, surprisingly, a few government soldiers were tagging along as well.

Noticing Azriel and Yelena approaching, everyone present bowed, thumping their fists against their chests in greeting.

Azriel stepped forward with a small smile, silently surveying the group.

Lumine furrowed his brows, noticing Yelena a few steps behind, her gaze fixed intently on Azriel's back for reasons he couldn't decipher.

The atmosphere grew tense under Azriel's presence, and Yelena quietly moved closer to Lumine.

Neither spoke; even though Lumine wanted to ask what was going on, the words simply wouldn't come.

'Well, that's a surprise…'

Azriel thought, his smile stretching wider as he focused on one of the government soldiers.