"Even though we always came so close to killing each other, I still think we couldn't have made a better choice."
She'd always known that this day would come. She'd worried about it constantly since they had separated; he to learn how to fight in hopes that he might one day save those who had fallen prey to trade that had torn their lives apart, and she to repay a life debt owed twice over.
And now here she was, facing her own family, knowing that she'd never forgive herself if he died.
As an arrow tore into the main mast, and jagged streams of pure energy followed ripping the sails to tatters, she smiled ever so slightly.
Maybe she needn't have worried. He'd grown up.
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