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[Day 45]
Today was the day… time to help her tame the mold.
Unlike other days, Benladann didn't wake up as cheerful… I know how she might feel, but this is for your best.
After we had breakfast, we were kind of ready…
"Ready?" I asked her.
"Hmm…" she muttered, nodding. She was glancing at the floor while being a bit concerned.
She's nervous.
I can see her hands trembling… Come on, I thought we got already through that…
No, I have to be more comprehensible. Alright, let's calm her down again.
"Don't worry, you're not alone here," I said.
Benladann stopped trembling, as she glanced at my eyes.
"Drake… Will you… stay at my side? Even if… Eve if… I become a bad girl?" she asked.
"Bad girl? What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Before we start training… there's something I need to tell you… Abut my powers- No, about the Mold…" said Benladann, sitting over my arm and hugging my shoulder.
It seems that she was opening a bit more…
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