One more week passed quickly and Scarlet's training on this world came to an end.
Apheitos stood proudly on the ground and he looked at what had become a graveyard for the demons that had been imprisoned on this world.
Scarlet had finished them all off, wiping them all off the surface of the earth.
He looked on like a proud father in approval as Scarlet refined the last one.
She was not the same woman that he had come with. She was focused, with a sense of purpose and mission oriented. It was as if she was eager to finish the training even more than he did.
The hound had been right about her being quick learner. Her soul was consuming the flame even quicker than he anticipated and at this rate, she might merge with it completely before the two months were up.
Severus as always was standing besides Apheitos, watching with a similar expression to his.
"She has done good, right?" He asked.
