The physical fatigue that Rosalind felt after fighting all those beasts was different this time. She could physically feel the darkness draining from her body. Her limbs felt heavy and she could sense weakness all over her body.
Aside from that, her mind felt fuzzy and confused.
Despite this, she assured him that she was fine as he took her to her room.
"You do not look fine," he said.
"I am. However, this was the first time that I felt something like this." To be honest, what Rosalind felt right now was a mixture of exhaustion and excitement. This was the first time that she fought against so many beasts with her darkness. While she sustained a scratch or two, she was alive!
She survived!
She was not claiming that she had become an expert, but she was the one who knew her body best. She knew that she was improving— at a very fast rate.
Whatever it was that he did to her, to train her was working so well.
She could not wait to become stronger.
'Stronger?'
