VALENCIA'S POV
One. Two. Three. Attack! I chanted in my mind every time before releasing the arrow. That's exactly what I have been doing for the past two hours.
It was tiring, but after seeing the devil again in the royal hall, one thing was for sure. No matter what I feel or what kind of happiness comes into my life, this sore thorn in my life won't go out until I get rid of it myself, and to be able to kill the devil, I will have to become powerful to be able to kill him.
If I don't continue practicing, I won't be able to do anything.
Even the weapon that would kill him was ready.
"Are you training, baby?" Maverick's voice stopped me, and I turned to look at him. His glistening body was dripping sweat, a clear indication that he had returned from training, making me sigh.
"Kind of. Is your training over?" I asked, and he nodded.
