Erik was lost in thought, replaying the day's discoveries as he made his way through the quiet corridors of his guild's headquarters.
The word "hummingbird" was still echoing in his mind, a puzzle waiting to be solved. As he was passing a nondescript closet door, it suddenly swung open, and a woman appeared.
"Mira?" Erik stammered, taken aback by her sudden appearance.
But she didn't reply. Her eyes were determined, her movements decisive as she grabbed Erik by the collar and pulled him into the closet, shutting the door behind them.
"Mira! What are you—" he began to protest, but she silenced him, her fingers deftly removing his mask.
"Less talk, more kisses," she commanded, her voice a soft yet insistent whisper.
Erik's heart pounded in his chest as he looked into her eyes, seeing a fire there that left no room for argument.