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‘Did… did it work?’ Layla thought, wincing as she sat up. She opened her eyes, and her lips curled to a large smile.

The red light was going dimmer and dimmer, and the red clouds began to dispense, making way for the evening sky. The dorm around the arena flickered off and on for a few seconds and faded away.

“It worked! It actually worked!” She cheered as she stood up and Eleanor flew to her side.

“Layla! Can you see that? We did it! We did it!” She squealed, throwing her arms around her and pulling her into a tight hug.

“How is everyone? Are they— what’s that?” Layla scrunched her brows as small balls of white and yellow light flew from the sky to them.

“What’s what?” Eleanor asked, letting go of her and turning around.

The balls of light swirled and danced around, and Layla reached out her finger to touch one of them. A recognition burned in her soul, and she wore a gentle smile.

“They’re our sisters. They’re finally free, and they’re thanking us,” she whispered.

“You’re welcome.