"Mom!"
"Aluria!"
The moment the divine lady showed herself, Lucas and Leon rushed over with ecstasy, particularly Lucas. Years had gone by since he'd last seen his wife, and he'd believed that he would never see her again. But, as fate would have it, they were reunited just as Amon had promised.
"Aluria!"
Lucas pushed Leon gently aside and rushed into his wife's arms, tears spilling down his face. Years of tension, of unspoken exhaustion and buried strain, surged through his body, tightening every muscle until his embrace became almost desperate.
Yet Aluria accepted it all without hesitation. With a tender smile, she wrapped her arms around him, meeting his fervour with warmth, an embrace filled not with burden, but with bliss and unshakable joy.
"Lucas… I'm back…"
Unlike her previous divine self, Aluria's voice became tender… human. The shackles of Thalassa no longer bound her, and she reverted to her mortal self.
"Aluria… I thought I would never see you again!"
