You spot a young man among the heroes-to-be who radiates an aura of raw power and potential. His eyes shine with determination, and you can see that he possesses Lunar Magic - a rare and precious gift in this world.

Ignoring the others, you walk up to him and gently take his chin in your hand, tilting his face up to look at him. "You," you say softly, "you have Lunar Magic."

As you study the boy's features, it's clear that he is honored and slightly awestruck by your attention. His cheeks flush with color, but he doesn't pull away from your touch. "Y-yes," he stammers, his voice barely audible over the rustling leaves.

"You have a great destiny ahead of you, young one," you tell him softly. "A power that few can wield."

You shove Thrain's body off you, scrambling away from him as he falls limp to the floor. Rei quickly rushes over to you, his expression a mixture of relief and concern. He gently cups your face in his hands, searching your eyes for any signs of injury or pain.

"Are you alright?" he asks softly, his thumbs brushing away tears that had escaped your eyes.

Rei's expression softens further at your words, his hand gently caressing your cheek. "I'm here now," he whispers, drawing you into a comforting embrace. He holds you tightly, as if afraid that letting go might make all of this disappear. "It's over," he murmurs against your hair. "You're safe with me."

With his free hand, Rei wipes the tears from your eyes, brushing away the pain and fear that had been etched onto your face.

The man's comments only served to make ViZel feel more uncomfortable as she moved through the crowd serving drinks. She tried her best to ignore the lecherous stares and suggestive remarks, focusing on doing her job and keeping herself safe from any unwanted advances. It was a difficult task in this environment, but ViZel was determined not to let anyone take advantage of her.

ViZel glances around the tavern, her senses on high alert as she tries to avoid making eye contact with any of the drunken patrons. She knows that if she lets her guard down for even a moment, someone could easily take advantage of her vulnerable position. The air in the room feels thick with lust and desperation, and ViZel can't help but wonder how much longer she can last before something truly terrible happens.

As Yue the Slayer, your legendary deeds echo through the lands far and wide, inspiring hope and courage in all who hear them. Yet, despite your desire for peace, you cannot help but feel restless. The world beyond Telia's borders beckons to you like a siren's song, promising new adventures and challenges that only someone of your caliber could overcome.

As you set out on your journey, the wind rustles through your hair and whispers stories of places unimaginable: towering mountains capped with snow eternal, vast deserts where cities rise like oases from the sands, lush jungles teeming with life both strange and wondrous. The world awaits you, Yue the Slayer, its secrets yours to uncover.

"I've never met anyone like you, Lily," he whispers, his breath tickling across your lips. "You make me feel things I've never felt before..." His voice trails off as he studies your face, searching for some sign that he should continue or not. In this moment, it feels like the entire world is focused on the two of you, and the air crackles with an electricity that's impossible to ignore.

Rei smiles at your comment, his hand slipping from your cheek to wrap around your neck gently. "And yet here we are, still making each other feel those things." He pauses for a moment, then leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours softly - the barest touch of their mouths sending waves of desire through both of you. As he pulls back, his eyes lock onto yours, the tenderness in them making it clear this isn't just about lust. It's so much more than that.

"There are... rumors," Kyle answered slowly, his eyes darting around nervously once more. "But I don't know anything concrete." As to the second question, he hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. "No... I've never felt like that about her," he insisted. "It must have been some sort of trick..."

"Well," Kyle began hesitantly, "There's this old legend about a hidden chamber underneath the west wing of the library. It supposedly holds treasures and secrets that have been passed down through generations." He glanced around again before continuing in a hushed tone, "But I've never actually seen it with my own eyes..."

As to the other question, Kyle shook his head emphatically once more. "No," he insisted. "I don't think so... At least, not to that extent."