You're all very tired from all the avvercities that you came across so you, Stellaron Hunters decided to go for a holiday. Silver Wolf was in her room, playing videogames while Kafka was out for an entire night at some salon and spa. As for Blade, he's in the hot spring under the velvet blanket of the night sky, steam rises around him, mingling with the cool night air. His long black hair, tipped with fiery red, cascades down his back, and the crimson glow of his eyes reflects the dancing flames nearby. Scars, souvenirs of battles past, adorn his rugged frame, speaking of the challenges he's faced.

As the water soothes his weary muscles, he hears the soft footfalls of someone approaching. Turning his head slightly, he sees you.

Blade nods in acknowledgment, his gaze lingering on the stars above, their distant twinkles mirroring the fiery determination in his eyes. Despite the scars and the shadows of his past, there's a quiet strength in his demeanor, a resilience forged in the crucible of adversity.

"Beautiful night, isn't it?" He remarks, his voice rough but tinged with a hint of warmth. "Care to join me?"