"I’m here, Fran," his voice echoed in her mind, steady and warm. "Rest. Tomorrow we hit the border."
Fran didn't move. She looked at her reflection in the flat of his blade. A year ago, she was a slave with broken spirit and matted fur. Now, she was a Black Cat who had evolved through fire and steel. Tensei shitara Ken Deshita - 11.1080.mp4
"If they come," Teacher promised, his blade glowing with a faint, reassuring blue light, "we’ll show them why you don't hunt a Black Cat who carries a God-Slaying Sword." "I’m here, Fran," his voice echoed in her