Noah and Lilith 1

Sunlight, a gentle nudge, roused Noah from sleep. It danced across the room, highlighting the toned muscles that lay sprawled beneath the covers. The exhaustion of the previous day was evident, but a spark of determination flickered in his golden eyes. He knew there was no time to wallow.

First, a bath. He needed to wash away the physical grime of the caverns and the lingering weight of the choices he'd made. Slipping out of bed, he grabbed a change of clothes and made his way towards the bathroom.

The warm water soothed his aching muscles, offering a brief respite. As he soaked, his mind formulated a plan. He wouldn't let fatigue cloud his judgment. He needed to be sharp, to be relentless when he faced Arion and reported on his mission.

Emerging from the bath, Noah sighed. A quick check of his system's awakening progress showed that he would be over soon.

''Better prepare a breakfast before going to training.''