[VOLUME 13: THE PRIMEVAL ASCENSION][ERA: THE POST-DIVINE AGE][LOCATION: THE AETHELGARD SAFE HOUSE - DAWN]
Elara woke to the sensation of being utterly, thoroughly consumed.
Even before she opened her eyes, her senses were overwhelmed by them. The heavy, protective weight of a massive arm lay draped across her waist, pinning her to the mattress. The crisp, intoxicating scent of ozone and burning incense filled her lungs, mingling with the darker, earthier aroma of rain and spice.
But it wasn't just their physical presence that woke her. It was the hum.
Beneath her skin, her veins were singing. The residue of the celestial tether—the combined essence of the Heavens and the Abyss—was still flowing through her mortal body. It felt like carbonation in her blood, a warm, tingling heat that made every inch of her skin hyper-sensitive.
She shifted slightly, a soft gasp escaping her lips as the silk sheets brushed against her overly sensitized legs.
