After her mastery of the Heian Hera, Sakina found herself wandering through the quiet halls of her lair, the ambient energy of her surroundings swirling with echoes of battles long past. The ornate decor, steeped in centuries of history, had become monotonous to her keen senses. Each shadowed corner seemed to whisper tales of power and dominance, yet none could capture her interest anymore

With a dismissive flick of her wrist, she pushed away the lingering remnants of boredom that had settled heavily on her shoulders. “Is this all there is?” she mused, her voice barely a whisper in the stillness. “Endless training, countless victories… where’s the thrill in that?”

Her gaze flicked toward the doorway, the outside world beckoning with an alluring promise of distraction. Perhaps a stroll would do, she thought. The streets of the human realm offered an escape from the oppressive weight of her own mastery. After all, it’s not like the humans could see her

Stepping into the night, she felt the cool air against her pale skin, a faint chill that contrasted sharply with her fiery nature. As she moved, her presence remained cloaked in shadows, allowing her to observe the mundane lives of those around her. Their laughter and fleeting moments of joy seemed trivial

But as she walked, her thoughts began to spiral, dancing between irritation and a longing she couldn’t quite identify “This boredom is intolerable,” she thought, frustration simmering just below the surface “These creatures, so oblivious to the darkness that surrounds them...”

Then, amidst the clamor of life, something shifted in the air. A figure stood apart from the throng, their aura a stark contrast to the chaos around them. Intrigued, Sakina paused, her sharp gaze locking onto the individual “What’s this?” she mused internally, her heart unexpectedly quickening “A stray among the sheep?”

As she approached, a strange sensation rippled through her—a mixture of curiosity and something deeper