Debora's dark eye opened her up to many secrets of the world.
Ilia never spoke to her again after the whisper in the abyss. But Debora knew very well that she was there. Debora felt her presence inside her whenever she used her magic.
She had truly become a part of her, one that she cannot seprate even if she wished to. So Debora stopped trying and accepted Ilia.
Debora was more concerned about others reaction. Would they treat her differently not that she wasn't the same anymore? Would they change their mind about her?
But her questions didn't need asking. Cornelia took care of her everyday in the hospital while she recovered the small wounds she was sporting, still giving her small warnings on if Debora goes to be a hero like that again, then she will have her to fight later. Aet
