Chapter 73 Book 2 Growth
The night sky shimmered like a velvet tapestry embroidered with stars as Li An ran her way to Xian Village, her robes tattered but her posture regal. The clash of battle against Kalan, Argot, Maera, and the thirty imperial assassins had left her physically relaxed and mentally satisfied with her spirit blazed with unyielding strength. The weight of her short sword rested lightly on her side, its blade though damaged still humming faintly from the strength it had unleashed earlier that day. She approached the village gates, illuminated by the soft glow of lanterns, and was greeted by the joyous sound of celebration.
