—Frey Starlight's POV—
"Man… I slept like a baby" Snow yawned and stretched as he walked beside me.
Morning had already broken, and we were pushing toward the next battlefield.
"You definitely did," I said, sighing.
Just as I'd expected… I hadn't slept a single minute. I spent the whole night scrolling through the system, drowning myself in every scenario and possibility.
"Frey… don't tell me you didn't sleep at all," Uriel asked, worried. I shook my head.
"Not a minute. Terrible insomnia, as you can see." I gave a faint, self-mocking laugh .. but Uriel took it seriously.
In a blink, she reached out, and her golden, sacred power flowed through me.
It was soothing; the fatigue and heaviness melted away as if by magic.
"It won't make up for the sleep you missed, but at least you'll be able to fight at your best."
"Ah… thanks."
I thanked her honestly; she waved it off. I didn't know what to say after that.
