Kai ran his hand over his face, feeling the rough texture of dried blood and the trail of sweat trickling down his forehead. The air in the room was still heavy with that thick scent of metal and blood, a reminder that just minutes ago, death had been lurking very close. He looked at his hands and saw them trembling slightly. It wasn't fear, it was the adrenaline crash after having pushed his body to its absolute limit to take down Eton, Daxris, and Gadis.
Lyla approached him silently. She looked exhausted, her hair disheveled and her clothes stained, but her eyes still shone with that intensity that always brought Kai back to reality. She didn't say anything at first, simply placing her hands on Kai's shoulders.
Allice, who had been checking the bodies of the fallen guards with her characteristic coldness, joined the group. She didn't have a single scratch, but her gaze was sharp.
