As Lilith stood amidst the remnants of the battle, the adrenaline that had surged through her veins began to subside, leaving her feeling the weight of exhaustion settle in. She surveyed the scene around her—the fallen wolves, their once-menacing forms now lifeless in the snow, and the crimson stains that marred the pristine landscape. Despite the victory, a deep hunger gnawed at her stomach, reminding her that she was still human.
Although her desire to chase after Noah burned within her, she knew the importance of rest and nourishment. She had fought hard, and her body deserved a reprieve. With a determined breath, she moved to a nearby clearing, where the trees provided some shelter from the biting wind. Once settled, she reached into her spatial ring to retrieve the necessary items for cooking.
