"Ian, are you sure just seeing them is enough?" Nyarla's voice cut through the rushing wind as Adrian soared through the air, his body enveloped in crackling black lightning that seemed to surge with each passing moment.
"Yeah... seeing them for now, safe and sound, is enough. Any more than that might lead to a problem," Adrian replied, his tone weighted with a sense of caution.
Though he longed to reach out to the girls, to assure them of his safety and well-being, he knew that now wasn't the right time.
The complexities of the war, his own transformation, and the intricacies of his family's situation made it difficult to explain everything, especially to Louise and Ana.
Adrian's options were limited, but that didn't mean he was powerless. Even as he flew through the skies, he was keenly aware of the world's turmoil, the ongoing conflict that threatened to tear it apart.