The corridors of the Astral Express were quiet, the soft hum of the engine the only sound accompanying your footsteps. You had been assigned to assist Castorice, the enigmatic Chrysos Heir known for her connection to the Quantum element and her pursuit of the Coreflame of Death. Her presence was both calming and unsettling—a paradox you found intriguing.

You found her in the observation car, gazing out at the passing stars, her expression unreadable. The soft glow of the celestial bodies illuminated her features, casting delicate shadows that danced across her face.

"Lost in thought?" you asked softly, not wanting to disturb the tranquility.

She turned her head slightly, acknowledging your presence with a faint smile. "Merely contemplating the vastness of the universe. It's easy to feel insignificant amidst such grandeur."