Time passed inside the room without them truly noticing. When silence finally returned, the atmosphere still carried the heat of what had happened, but now there was a more stable, less tense feeling. Strax sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand over his face while letting out a controlled sigh, as if reorganizing his own thoughts before returning to the outside world.
Scarlett lay relaxed, clearly in no hurry to move, while Tiamat had already regained a more composed posture, calmly adjusting her hair. Ouroboros remained quieter, but unlike before, there wasn't that constant weight on her, just a lighter, more stable silence.
It was at that moment that there was a knock on the door.
The sound was firm, two well-measured knocks, enough to completely cut through the internal atmosphere and bring everyone back to reality. Strax looked up immediately, his expression returning to normal in seconds.
"It's about time," he murmured, rising slowly and walking to the door.
