Zenesha felt so refreshed after she managed to remove the shackle that was strangling her soul. Even if this was yet her true freedom from the strings of fate, this was enough of a sign that she had the chance to do so in the future, as long as she tried hard enough.
Now, she needed to completely end this farce to have a real fresh start.
At some point, after she sensed the loosening of the Soul Shackle, Zenesha had this sudden increase in perception and had managed to catch a glimpse of a higher-level fight.
Zenesha looked up, and her gaze became fixed on a certain direction in the sky. There was nothing there, but at the same time, her intuition told her that they were there and obscured by something.
Prime... She saw him standing there, shielding her.
For a moment, Zenesha's heart fluttered from some sensation. Perhaps because this was her first time relying her life completely on other people, she was only fighting for herself her whole life.
