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Sylphy's words moved Ivy to a level she didn't expect from just a few simple phrases.
"I understand, I know…!" Ivy cried. "It wasn't your fault, it was just my own weakness, and I…"
"But you're not weak anymore, Ivy, go, and fight! Evade, be fast! You are fast!" said Sylphy. "I know you can do it! I want to believe in you, please don't disappoint me!"
After hearing her goddess' words, Ivy's eyes widened.
And a gust of winds spiraling around her surged, giving her a new power, something related with movement, her magical boots simply awakening something innate.
Memories of her previous life also appeared inside of her mind as well, as if those words made her remember what it meant to be truly a fearless goblin huntress in her original world.
Moving across the forest, jumping barefooted into the grass, sniffing for monsters and treasures, hunting little critters and big prey.
Feeling the breeze, oh yes, the breeze.
