The crowd began to disperse, leaving Kate, Anna, Deimon, and Gandal at the clearing. Deimon, victorious but battered, handed the glowing Moonstone to Anna, his chest heaving with exertion. Gandal, supported by Anna, bore his defeat with quiet dignity, his eyes reflecting a mixture of respect and acceptance.
Kate approached Deimon, her heart torn between relief and uncertainty. She reached out to touch his arm, her fingers brushing over the blood and dirt that marred his skin. "Let's go home," she said softly.
Deimon nodded, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Together, they walked away from the clearing.
***
Back at Deimon's apartment, the atmosphere was tense. The air was thick with unspoken words and raw emotions. Kate helped Deimon to the bathroom, her hands gentle as she guided h
