The sun sank slowly toward the horizon, dyeing the sky in shades of crimson and gold. The waves lapped rhythmically against the shore, glimmering under the fiery glow. The group, still buzzing with energy from the day's adventures, decided not to return to the villa just yet. Instead, they set up camp right there on the beach.
Lux had everything prepared—because of course he did. From his spatial ring, he pulled out a foldable barbecue stall, neatly arranged cooking tools, even camping lanterns that flickered with soft, magical light. Within minutes, the stretch of sand had been transformed into a cozy seaside camp.
"Alright, time to eat," Lux announced cheerfully, his silver hair catching the sunset glow. "But first… we need cooks."
Everyone's eyes shifted almost in unison. Toward Blake.
The daemon prince, lounging on a beach chair he had somehow conjured up, tilted his head slowly. "Eh?"
