- Xylo’s POV - I ran after her. Even with the wound she gave me, I forced myself to continue, but it slowed me down. The pain throbbed sharply with every step, affecting my speed and making it difficult to keep up with her. Her speed had improved—so much better than the last time I saw her run. I could tell she had trained hard. Her combat skills had probably advanced too. Judging from the way she stabbed me and the depth that her blade reached, her physical strength had grown beyond what I remembered. She had truly changed a lot.It felt like I had lost her for a decade, and now, she was no longer the woman I used to know. I am not even sure if I like this change in her. She is no longer the fragile woman who once needed protection—today, she was brave, confident, and unyielding. Of course, part of me was proud to see her that way, to see how far she had come. But deep inside, it hurts. It hurts knowing that she does not need me anymore, that she no longer relies on me for protectio
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