For the next few days, Sharky stayed in the Flame Beasts Tribe.
He learned about their connection with the beasts, and sat around the fire each evening—sharing stories of his own journey. But most of all, he spent time with Jean.
Their bond grew stronger.
Whether it was walking through the glowing fire gardens at night, or laughing beside the younger ones of the tribe, or simply sitting together on a stone ledge watching the flame-lit skies, they became close.
Jean would often rest her head on his shoulder.
One morning, as fire birds soared through the clouds above, Sharky packed his gear and met Jean by the village gate once again.
"You're leaving?" she asked, not surprised—but a little sad.
"Just for a while," he said. "There's still so much of Savroth I want to see. But I promise, I'll return."
She nodded, looking into his eyes. "I'll be waiting."
He smiled, kissed her gently on the forehead, and turned to leave—with Rosie and Sophia.
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