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Just as Yuya was about to call an end to her session and finalise the remaining few steps of her daily drill, a familiar presence slowly thickened the air. Trained limbs lost all agility, and her lungs took on that same burn she'd experienced a few days ago.

Half grimacing, half grinning, she willed her muscles to work double time, pushing through the stifling wave of pressure. Workout completed, it lifted, and she dropped to her knees, breathless.

All Yuya saw of her departing spectator was a flick of long black hair behind trees and the dissipating trail of smoke.


just wanted to send a quick message to all the reviewers who have left reviews over the years the story was on hold...thank you so very very much. its so heartwarming and encouraging to read through them, to know that you're loving the story and want more!