Synopsis

He lunged, a blur of motion against the oppressive stillness. His intervention was swift, decisive; Hina was safe. Yet, as the corrupt officer recoiled, a question lingered in the air, unspoken but palpable. Hina clung to the belief that this man – this Licht – was the one her mother had spoken of, the one she was meant to find. But something in his expression, a subtle hesitation, suggested a different truth.