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"What's wrong, Lessan?" he asked, concern etched on his face."I'm just thinking about your brother," Alessandro replied, his voice heavy. It was a difficult moment, deciding whether or not to share the words of the first guardian. Ultimately, he chose silence, not wanting to burden Cassian with his own confusion. "Nothing, just tired," Cassian said, shrugging off the weight on his shoulders. "But I'm handling all your responsibilities. You need to take a break." "I'm speaking with Barto; everything seems calm in the realm. There haven't been any more monster attacks." "Yes, but I fear this peace is deceptive," Alessandro said."The silence rarely bodes well." "You're right. It's unsettling," Cassian admitted, his brow furrowing. "But you killed the last threat." "I think the same as you," Alessandro replied, recalling the large rat he had encountered in the guardians' chamber that night. "It's late; I'm heading to Lissana for a good night's rest." "Maybe you should," Cassian suggested. "I want to see you soon. You're the only one who could witness her growth; it shouldn't be easy for you." "No, I'm not saying that at all. Her growth has been so rapid. In just a few months, I thought it would take much longer.It's overwhelming, especially when I think of the dangers we face just to protect my daughter." "She is my niece, and she has been no trouble for me," Cassian replied with a hint of pride. "Anyway, thank you," Alessandro said, giving his brother a nod before heading to see Lissana. As he entered the room, he found Abril beside Lissana, both of them glowing with a gentle light. He remembered the legacy they carried and the truth he had insisted they understand. He realized how profoundly he had altered their lives and perspectives.Alessandro slipped into bed next to Lissana, surrounded by the warmth of his beautiful family. He prayed to God in the heavens, asking for strength to win this battle, fearing that darkness would consume the world he loved. The following day, Alessandro dedicated himself to teaching Lissana how to control her wind, preparing her for a future that remained uncertain for everyone. Meanwhile, Liona grew weary of living in that dim, cramped dwelling, exhausted from searching for a book she believed didn't exist.She had followed Cira, driven by a desire for power, revenge against Abril, and the thrill of seeing her suffer. But for now, all she could do was trail behind Cira like a shadow, waiting for her next command. As she contemplated leaving Cira to pursue her own vengeance, Cira suddenly commanded, "Find it." Liona hurried to Cira's side. "Did you find the book?" "Yes, you knew we were here," Cira replied, her tone dismissive. The book Cira held was bound in leather, thick and adorned with a serpent-shaped lock, its eye glinting ominously. Liona felt a chill run down her spine."Thank you for being here. I will find you, if I can," she thought, though the memories of the horrors inscribed in those pages haunted her. "It's locked. It seems to require a key," Liona observed. Cira examined the book, her fingers tracing the letters. "Only the spill of blood can open this door." "It's not a key this book needs," Cira said, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "It requires something more... personal." Liona instinctively stepped back, fear gripping her. But Cira, with a swift motion, bit her own skin, allowing her blood to drip onto the lock.As it touched the surface, the eye in the binding opened, gazing at Cira as if alive, and the book began to read itself. Cira asked, "How can I take the key with a mortal body?" A beam of black light erupted from the pages, shattering the stone around them and sending a thunderous echo through the cave, like a swarm of angry bees. The place was magnificent yet terrifying, but Cira remained unfazed, holding the book steady as the light continued to pour forth. "This place is collapsing, princess! We need to get out of here!" Liona shouted, panic rising in her throat.Anger flickered in Cira's eyes, but Liona hesitated, torn between fleeing and staying. Shadows began to swirl around them, and she knew that if she lingered too long, she would be consumed. "Could I get what I wanted?" Cira mused, her voice dripping with ambition. "Yes, I see how to obtain the key from Hades, but there is something else I need to find first: blood from an angel." Angels were celestial beings, but Liona had never believed in them. She wondered if she would lose her sanity searching for something so impossible. Yet, as she couldn't decide directly, she resolved to ask.noveldrama"What do we do next?" "Yes, so we won't waste any more time," Cira replied, her determination unwavering.