As night fell, the World Tree slightly withdrew its heat waves and flames, its scorched branches revealing a deep, dark red.
A gentle breeze fluttered by, and bits of glowing embers fell from the tree, illuminating a dark and graceful silhouette before the Temple's entrance.
Judging by the accumulated ashes under her feet, she seemed to have been standing here for a long time.
After lingering for some more time, she finally made up her mind, raised her hand to push open the Temple's doors, and stepped inside.
Inside the main hall, a figure crowned on the Throne had its head bowed, seemingly in deep slumber.
The newcomer bit her lip, walked up the stairs, and reached out to touch the weary face.
"I thought you wouldn't come."
A deep voice echoed in the hall, and Luo En raised his head to look forward.
Hela's body stiffened at the foot of the stairs, her outstretched hand paused in midair, her gaze slightly evasive as she murmured:
"Teacher, you, you are awake?"
