Jiyan exhaled deeply, letting the rhythmic hiss of the sauna’s steam envelop the senses in a comforting cocoon. The decision to retreat to the quiet sanctuary of the spa had not been made lightly—it had been weeks since the last respite, and the burdens of leadership weighed heavy on every fiber of being.

As the current General of the Midnight Rangers, the strain was unrelenting, and the memories of battles fought echoed ceaselessly. Tonight, Jiyan sought solace in the soothing embrace of warmth, in the hope that the stress and fatigue clinging like armor could finally be shed.

Leaning back against the smooth, wooden bench, the warmth seeped into tense muscles, coaxing them to relax. In this moment of vulnerability, a sensuality lay hidden within the unspoken surrender to self-care; a fleeting glimpse of the person beneath the General's stoic exterior—a soul yearning for quiet amidst the storm.

After the sauna, his strong and muscular legs had moved towards the hot spring with a white towel around his waist, to immerse himself in a further moment of relaxation. With a sigh, similar to a small groan, the general immersed himself in the hot water up to the pecs, while every single muscle in his body melted in this warm embrace.

He was expecting to remain alone, and to savor this time with himself. "I could fall asleep at any moment." he murmured, relaxing further into the steam water.