Ahcehera stepped into Cresencia, the familiar energy of her personal space wrapping around her like a protective cocoon.
The moment her feet touched the ground, the air shifted, vibrating with a resonance only she could fully comprehend.
It was as if the dimension itself recognized her strengthened presence.
Everything within Cresencia, the towering crystalline trees, the rivers of silver, the floating isles, responded to her arrival, shimmering with renewed life.
She took a slow breath, steadying herself after the grueling trials she had endured.
Though her body was still aching from the soul-wrenching awakening she had undergone in the Abyssal Trench, she pushed past the exhaustion.
Right now, something else called to her, someone.
Rohzivaan.
A deep pull in her chest confirmed it. She wasn't sure how, but she knew he was here.
At that exact moment, Rohzivaan, standing within the grand white mansion that Ahcehera had long ago built within Cresencia, lifted his head sharply.
