In Leo's room, he was focused on sharpening his axe. His eyes were fixed on the blade, reflecting a serious demeanor as memories flooded his mind. With each deliberate stroke, he recalled Asukem's illness and his own reluctance to offer assistance. As he continued to sharpen, a vivid memory surfaced of Grant encouraging him to trust Asukem during the troubling times with the hillbillies. Another scrape of the axe brought forth the recollection of Asukem bravely putting himself in danger to protect his sister from harm. Leo paused mid-stroke, a thought striking him about the time he succumbed to corruption when he declared, "If Asukem is falling into corruption, it will be my turn to beat the sense out of him!" A smirk appeared on his face as he completed the sharpening of his axe.

Kittienia and Kwitwaka were engaged in a training session within the same room, honing their martial arts abilities. Kittienia unleashed a powerful punch, recalling how Gimp had assisted her in gathering herbs to aid Asukem. Following the punch, she transitioned into a kick, stomping the ground as another memory surfaced, one of Asukem rescuing Kwitwaka, her panther, from the grips of corruption. With renewed determination, she struck again with all her strength, her gaze fixed on Kwitwaka, causing tears to well up in her eyes. She collapsed to the floor, her legs forming a w-pose, as Kwitwaka approached her. Embracing her panther, Kittienia murmured, "If it weren't for him, you would have been lost forever. We must find a way to help him, right, Kwitwaka?" In response, Kwitwaka growled softly, as if acknowledging Kittienia's plea.

In her private sanctuary, Aquatina sat in the bathroom, the tub filled to the brim with water. She was diligently practicing her spells, focusing on water and ice, striving to enhance their healing capabilities and harness the power within her icy magic. As she worked on her craft, she reflected on Asukem, who had once given her an elixir that not only saved her life but also restored her health, pulling her from the clutches of death, albeit at the cost of his own chance to break free from his curse. She also remembered the compassion he had shown towards her childhood friend. Suddenly, her concentration faltered, and water began to overflow from the tub, creating a small flood in the room. Yet, with a swift motion, she regained control, redirecting the water back into the tub and allowing it to drain properly.

In Clair's room, she began to undress, eager to enjoy a soothing bath that would help her unwind and alleviate her stress. As the water filled the tub, memories flooded back of how Asukem had rescued her from dangerous men in the past. Once the tub was full, she turned off the faucet and eased herself into the warm water, allowing herself to wash away her worries. While soaking, she reflected on all the times he had supported his siblings at the orphanage. She continued to cleanse herself, pouring water over her head to rinse off the soap. After finishing her bath, she wrapped herself in a towel, made her way to the bed, and sat down. With a deep sigh, she fell back onto the bed, expressing her concern, "I am so worried about him, I can't relax." Frustration bubbled up within her as she let out a grunt.

Elewa sat in his workshop, diligently crafting a new weapon. As he toiled away, memories flooded back to the time he rescued Asukem and Gimp from the menacing tank-like droids. Sparks erupted around him, but his goggles shielded his eyes as he concentrated on his creation, recalling how Asukem had bravely pulled his daughter from the clutches of the motherboard. With renewed determination, Elewa declared, "The creation is dedicated to my friend, Asukem!"

In Asukem's room, he lay in bed, restless and unable to find comfort. The familiar dream haunted him once again, intensifying his unease and eroding his trust even further.