Her evolution had not been simple.
The transformation she underwent when crossing into the Second Order had reshaped her body in ways she hadn't expected. Her physical prowess skyrocketed, multiplying by nearly six times what it had been in the First Sanctuary. Her reflexes sharpened to a point where she could track an arrow in flight and judge where it would land before it arrived.
Her accuracy and eyesight improved too. But those were just the physical changes.
There was something else.
She was bestowed a skill during her evolution, one she was still learning to understand, still testing the boundaries of.
But even half-understood, it had already saved her life more times than she could count.
Yara pulled an arrow from the body of the nearest beast and wiped it clean on the grass.
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'Finally!'
Moon's eyes snapped open as he felt a surge of spiritual energy flood through his body like waves striking the seabed.
