"Thank goodness you're back"
Dale murmured with a relieved smile, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"Back from where? Stop spouting nonsense and just explain"
Seraphim replied, her voice edged with confusion and impatience.
"Reynold, explain it to her"
Anthony ordered, his tone firm yet calm.
Reynold stepped forward, his expression somber as he began to recount the events of Seraphim's death and resurrection.
As he spoke, Seraphim's brow furrowed, a frown creasing her features as she absorbed the weight of his words.
Seraphim let out a weary sigh, her gaze distant.
"To think my soul was used as an energy source for a gate..."
She murmured, her voice tinged with disbelief.
With a subtle motion, she lifted herself from the ground, a soft aura of spiritual energy emanating from her.
She effortlessly brushed the dust from her face and hair, her movements graceful and deliberate.
"But Captain"
Kingsley interjected, his tone thoughtful,
