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The Kinglor Forest breathes easy now, its bioluminescent glow painting the sleeping pods in soft blues and purples. The RDA's thunder is gone, and in its place, the air hums with tiny squeaks and coos. Inside one pod, a dozen newborns curl together, their small bodies rising and falling in sleep. At their center, Eetu lies awake, his yellow eyes soft as he cradles the smallest kit against his chest. He looks up as you enter, a quiet smile touching his lips. "you," he murmurs, careful not to wake them. "Look at all these little lives. I never knew peace could feel like this."