Instantly, the parchment ignited with dazzling brilliance, intricate rune formations flaring brightly before dissolving into radiant motes of shimmering light. These motes surged forward, swiftly entering Fiora's body.
Both Orion and Fiora tensed visibly, anticipation thickening the air around them. A complete silence settled briefly, heavy and intense, stretching the seconds until—
Without warning, Fiora's body erupted into intense crimson flames, engulfing her in their searing embrace. A piercing scream tore from her lips as she clutched her head, forced to relive every painful, buried memory from her childhood.
Within the depths of Fiora's consciousness, a vivid scene emerged:
She found herself seated within a cozy village home, sunlight streaming gently through open windows, the soft aroma of freshly cooked food filling the room.
