"David," Amy leaned over to adjust his cloak, "you bear the cursed bloodline and carry the heavy responsibility of guardianship for everyone. You have endured too much pain during this time, we will find a way."
He gazed ahead, not turning back, his voice deep yet steady: "I understand... I cannot fall, not just for myself, but for all who trust me.
This power is both a curse and a hope.
I will strive with all my might to wield it, letting it blaze into an everlasting flame safeguarding the dawn."
Reina stood up, spreading open the scroll in her hands, densely inscribed with ancient forbidden techniques and sealing arts.
"We must delve deeper into the secret tomes left by the Star Pupil Race, perhaps answers lie within those lost chapters.
But time is limited, this hatching process is accelerating, not a single minute can be wasted."
Her tone was resolute, while her gaze swept over everyone's chest scars and fatigue.
