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A Training with Hail
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2021-05-14 13:37:22“This is the second time she collapsed, correct?” said Hail absently, his arms crossed.
Granny sighed, scanning her notes. “You appear to be right. The last time she lost consciousness, her brain locked itself to prevent any damage. Right now, however, her heart protected itself. Any more collapse and she’ll actually die.”
Though her voice broke, she tried to ignore it by writing more data in her notes.
“How does it work? This Shraine, I mean.”
It took her a whole minute of silence, translating some of her ideas into words, before looking up. “It is the body’s defense mechanism. Once a Wielder release some of her energy, the system moves in itself to protect what must be protected, which is why whenever there’s an overlap or draining of energy, the mind and the heart itself creates a wall to turn down any possible deterioration. But even this so-called protective system also requires energy.”
“So does this mean, Blame’s just weak? Or this has some
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It's such a nostalgic thing to have finished this epic of a novell, and I thank all of you for the support, especially to my editor, Artis Yusi, who give it her all to make sure I feel welcome here. I'm sure we all had an exhausting but fun journey, so do tell me what you think about the first installation of the Shadow Series. Thank you everyone! We'll see each other again in the second installation where we'll dive deeper in the secret of Pasithea. I'm going to warn you beforehand to wear your helmet, for this is going to be another hell of a bumpy ride. Until then, let's all savor this first installation; reread it, and you might find some clues as to whaat's going to unfold in the second book.
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