He exhaled a sharp breath, his muscles trembling from the exertion.
Despite the exhaustion weighing on his limbs, Zayn clung to the griffin as they descended slowly toward the ground.
His body ached.
His arm still stung where the skeletal beast had torn into it, Elisse hadn't finished healing him after all.
His muscles screamed for rest. But despite all of that, he couldn't help but tilt his head upward and look.
For the first time since the battle began, he truly saw the sky.
It was… beautiful.
During the chaos of the dungeon breach, he hadn't even thought about looking up.
There had been too much happening, too many monsters, too many things trying to kill them.
But now, with the danger behind them, he could finally take it in.
The deep, rich blue of the sky stretched endlessly above, painted with streaks of violet and gold.
The clouds were soft, like tufts of cotton floating lazily across the vast expanse.
