Third Person's POVAdelaide finally let out a small laugh at her friend's twisted logic, her reddened eyes crinkling at the corners."Paisley, I'm okay.""I know you will be. You're Adelaide," Paisley nodded, her gaze drifting toward the night sky outside the window. "Do you remember the duels back at the Howling Depths Arena?""How could I forget? You lost three matches in a row to me.""Yeah, three matches. After the first one, I was so pissed I went around smashing things like a rabid wolf. After the second, I had a total meltdown and stood under the waterfall screaming my lungs out. And after the third... I just sat in the mud and sobbed."Paisley winced at the memory of her younger, messier self."Back then, you laughed at me for being weak. You told me I couldn't handle reality. God, you were so arrogant, standing there on the arena railing like you owned the world."Paisley sighed, her expression softening into something
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