“I swear, one day I’ll hold the scythe to your throat and reap your soul.” A stunning woman was forced to kneel, but she still held her head high as she looked at the man, a lips were pulled back into a snarl and her words rung through the elegant palace. “I swear.”
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It’s been 12 weeks, or three months, since Yukino has begun her training. Her training has consists of running, running, running, and oh! Even more running, what a surprise. Although Yukino has done push-ups, pull-ups and other exercises which helps build muscles, she has yet to touch a weapon or trained in magic. Not that she needed it. With Kami around dragging her soul into her little book space, Yukino’s magic control was already top-notch.
Yukino’s schedule each week was wake up at 6 in the morning-yes, SIX,- g
