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Back then, Aquarina had made her resolve clear, after going through many months of intensive training, and through traumatic experience after traumatic experience, her resolve, her will, and her body had been steeled, reforged, reinforced, and strengthened.
She had noticed for a while now just how much her body had improved, rapidly, as if she was a diamond in brute, slowly as if she were a piece of ore that had to go through several processes to become a sharp and beautiful weapon.
Her entire body had grown larger, and at times, she felt a bit scared of her own growth.
"Don't I look too big now?"
"My hands… they look so rough."
"My body's covered on scars now…"
"Am I ugly?"
"Will Sylphy… still like me as I am?"
She often times cried every night as she looked at herself in the mirror. She liked being strong and mighty, but the changes in her body had made her scared, sometimes even disgusted.
