Meanwhile, disconnecting himself from the torrent of karmic bounds, Harun glanced at Jiyan, whose eyes opened to meet his. At first, her heart almost leaped out of her chest. But a second afterward, the surge of enthusiasm lifting her upward crashed to ground zero. Having been by Harun's side for so long, both Jiyan and Mukri could see the fundamental difference in Harun's gaze. Yes, his radiant eyes had never looked more enchanting, but the casual goofiness that separated Harun from self-imbued experts seemed replaced by a divine and inviolable splendor. And while Mukri didn't know how to take the change, Jiyan disliked it instantly.