~Chapter 184~
It wasn't as simple as Kina had made it sound. Mae hadn't lost control over her magic, she had relinquished it, and she had no desire to restrain it again. Over the seasons, she had learned how to use her nightmare more effectively, but to her, it always felt as if she was missing something about it. Now she understood. Standing in the nightscape, amongst the rolling swells of fog, she finally understood how disconnected she had been from it. During her training, she had reached a plateau. She was certain she had gone as far as it was possible, giving her capacity as a human. Now that plateau had been surpassed. The barricade to her progression had been breached, and there was no going back.
Picking up her robe and cloak, still damp with the blood of Rhyzimaru, she cut open a path back to the real world with the ease of a thought and stepped out into the bedroom of her home.
