The morning was subtle. Raiden lay relaxed on the living room sofa, tossing a Persian coin as Ash roamed over his chest, seeking a better spot to sleep.
He focused entirely on the coin, studying the force of his finger as it pushed the metal into the air, wondering if he could increase its speed by infusing his finger with mana.
He repeated this motion again and again, oblivious to Ash's voice echoing repeatedly in his mind until she grew tired and drifted off to sleep.
After what felt like an eternity, he finally succeeded. The coin shot into the air with boosted speed and pierced straight into the ceiling. But pain bloomed in his fingers, slowly spreading through his entire hands. It was unusual, though he didn't dwell on it.
The achievement made him smile, and that's when he suddenly recalled Ash calling his name. He turned to her instinctively, but she had already fallen fast asleep.
