The two cultivators walked the long way back toward the camp in silence. Kefa trailed several paces behind Elua through the forest, maintaining a distinct and deliberate distance that hadn't quite existed before. Not during their walk from the site of the invasion leader's death.
Despite having mistaken the girl's Physique for Swift before - and seeing it proven oh so wrong - she still had a mental hang-up of sorts. One that suggested she could react fast enough to run as long as she just stayed *enough* away from her. Which was further reinforced as a 'good idea' because, to the twin blade wielder…
'I don't want her to ever feel the need to get so close to me again.'
Images of Voidling limbs being sliced by a *hand* haunted her… even if she knew the consistency of their bodies were quite different from that of a humans, it did not make her feel better. Because solid stone was also a very different material - and she saw so much of it just now shattered like cheap sandstone.
