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He brightened at the thought of fighting, Amy laughing softly at the expression. That bloodthirsty nature was something to encourage. She would take him out to fight perhaps after they were done talking. He was growing so fast, and Amy was proud of his strength. The battle training she was giving him was turning out well, even if she had to adjust it slightly. It was mainly emphasizing him listening to his instincts, and waiting for him to grow into those long limbs of his.
She wanted to laugh at first when he called Shadow a stalker, but there was more serioius things at stake. Keeping her features stern Amy frowned at him. Shadow isn't here, and I don't trust Adara to take care of Lucias. It has to be you. No one else will be able to do it. She stared at him steadily, doing her best to make it clear that there would be no negotiation on this. She would fight alone, and Kohaku would keep Lucias safe. That was the end of it.
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