Robins realm

Previously

…Robin looked around the cavern, the alien beauty now imbued with a sense of urgent purpose. He thought of the mud, the blood, the screaming metal of the battlefield he’d left behind. He thought of Sergeant Miller, of the faces of his comrades. He had sought refuge, and found something far more perilous, and far more significant. He had fallen, and in that fall, he had been given a choice. He could succumb to the fear, to the overwhelming strangeness, or he could stand, and fight. He met Elara’s gaze, a flicker of the soldier’s ingrained bravery igniting within him. “Alright,” he said, the word barely a whisper, yet it resonated with the dawning power Elara had spoken of. “Teach me.”