Ty awakened as the first rays of sunlight slipped through the gaps in the crumbling walls, warming the room piece by piece.
Beside him, Nana was cocooned in a small robe, her form clinging to his arm in search of warmth. Across the room, Todd was already rising, methodically preparing his garments for the day's endeavors.
"It's about time we get a move on, don't you think?" Todd suggested, already sounding ready to leave.
Ty nodded and nudged Nana gently. She had been using his arm as a pillow without knowing it, drooling against his skin.
"I am not anyone's pillow," he declared with mild amusement.
As he stood and stretched, his movements roused Nana, who tumbled off his arm onto the cold ground, waking with a start.
Gathering their belongings, Ty's hand brushed against the curious object in his pocket. It was the small artifact given to him by the Demon King, now emitting a soft glow that shifted through several colors.
