Cryshela's expression and smile surprised many.
Jawne couldn't help but feel happy for her.
For the first time outside of the castle, Cryshela had smiled.
It was extremely strange for Jawne to see a beautiful young girl who only could afford to laugh and smile among the undead vampires and the other Brayvion ghosts who stayed.
But now, she was outside and had a very genuine and almost excited smile like a normal teenager should.
"That's how kids should be. Having fun. What a cruel world Fate and Destiny have made where not everyone is given this chance..." Jawne thought.
"Of course, the fact that Cryshela is smiling since she is excited to show off a little of her skill and wants to pound an arrogant boy in the face is still far from what should be normal." Jawne sighed.
"Shall we start? Master Verdon?" Cryshela was more respectful.
