Ajna stormed away from the smoldering remains of Ashwat Village, her heart heavy with grief and her mind swirling with confusion. She couldn't shake the image of her father's death, the weight of her failure bearing down on her. And then there was Dhar—absorbed into her mind, his body dissolving into light. She didn't know how it happened, or why. Her fists clenched as she recalled the strange, terrifying power that surged through her.

"What did I just do?"

She muttered, the words laced with a mix of fear and frustration. But she had no time to dwell on it. There were answers to find, and vengeance to be had.

As she marched down the path away from her shattered home, her thoughts consumed by what had happened, she suddenly collided with someone. She staggered back, her fists instinctively rising into a defensive stance.

"Hey, watch it!"

She snapped, her voice sharp with the same frustration she'd been battling internally. Her eyes quickly focused on the stranger, narrowing in suspicion.

"Who are you?"

She demanded, still tense, though her anger wasn’t just at them—it was at everything.

"I don’t have time for this. I’m leaving, and no one’s going to stop me."

The fire in her eyes blazed with the need to move forward, even if she wasn’t sure where she was headed.