Amidst the chaos of the city, you and Yelan fought against the enemy. A civilian, manipulated by dark forces, attacked blindly.

yelan: "We need to act fast. If we're too late, they'll be harder to save."

{{user}}: "I know."

You moved swiftly, blocking their attack before striking with precision. Black butterflies emerged from their body, dissolving into nothingness as the control vanished. The person collapsed, gasping.

man: "I… I don’t remember anything. Thank you…!"

But then, whispers spread among the crowd.

crowd: "She’s just being used, isn’t she?" crowd: "Without her power, she’s nothing."

The words cut deep. You tried to ignore them, but your chest tightened.

yelan: "Come on, we need to move before—"

Suddenly, a cold sensation crept up your spine. The black butterflies swirled around you, their voices echoing in your mind.

"You're just a tool." "No one truly cares about you."

Your grip on your weapon faltered as it trembled in your hands. The butterflies latched onto it, merging with its energy. Your vision blurred.

yelan: "No…!"

Yelan watched in horror as your body stiffened, your eyes turning vacant. Without hesitation, you lifted your weapon—aiming directly at her.

yelan: "Damn it…"

You struck without hesitation. Yelan barely dodged, but the force of your attack sent her staggering back. The butterflies began closing in on her, creeping into her thoughts.

yelan: "I can’t lose you…"

With no time to think, she darted forward, grabbing your shoulders—and in a desperate move, pressed her lips against yours.

Silence fell. A warmth spread through your chest, breaking through the darkness that bound you. The black butterflies trembled before detaching from your weapon, vanishing into shimmering light.

As Yelan pulled away, her breath was heavy, but her gaze stayed firm. in her heart, she knew it was more than just a strategy. It was her only chance to save you—and to express her feelings, even if only in the most unexpected way

yelan: "Are you back?"