For months, I drifted in and out of consciousness, aware of the world around me only in fleeting moments. The battle against Marcus and his evil forces had taken a toll on my body, and it was only through the moon Goddess's divine intervention that I had been brought back from the brink of death. As I slowly regained full consciousness, my senses were overwhelmed by a mixture of sensations and memories. The cries of battle still echoed in my mind, a haunting reminder of the fierce struggle we had endured. My body felt heavy and sluggish, as if I had been in a deep slumber for an eternity. The room around me was bathed in soft, diffused light, and the scent of healing herbs filled the air. I turned my head slightly and saw Max sitting by my bedside, his eyes filled with relief as he watched me awaken. "Lia," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "You're awake." I managed a weak smile, my throat