"Yaana?"
Auntie Duna looked toward the young woman with an incredulous expression. She had never seen Yaana have such a look in the time she had known the young girl. However, now that she thought about it, she remembered that when she met Yaana for the first time, one of the first questions she had asked back then was if she was talented enough to reach the pinnacle.
Yaana's lack of talent had left a scar on her life for as long as she could remember. Even until she was an old lady on her death bed, she had never given up trying, to no avail. However, then came this woman who promised to sweep her away to a world she had never seen before.
Yaana didn't want to just become a pawn to some organization that enslaved her for a lifetime of servitude. If she was going to cultivate, it would be for the expressed purpose of keeping up with Ryu and staying by his side. So…
