As he walked towards the light, the moment reminded him of when he was first born into this world. For some reason, he had a moment of reminiscence. A moment of clarity, to see once again why he started this journey in the first place.
It was always at the back of his mind, but each time he directly thought of it, his will was fortified that much further. He was going to become free from every single shackle in life no matter what.
Finally, as he neared the end of the light, where it was the most bright, the cheers became muffled and he lifted his hands above his face to block out the blinding effect.
With another few steps, Lyrian lowered his hands and opened his eyes, as his hearing became clear again, and the sounds of loud cheers resonated through his entire being, shaking even his heart slightly.