As time went on, Aisha pushed in more rings.
They went into Aqua's legs, into her feet, into the small of her back. Aqua watched the catgirl work with admiration.
'This adorable little cat.' She thought. 'She's grown so much.'
The process was definitely complicated. It placed a massive strain on Aisha's mind.
She was even heaving up and down, sweat dripping from her forehead onto the ground.
Cassius noticed and has asked her multiple times,
"Do you need a break?"
Only for Aisha to shake her head and reply saying,
"It's easier if I finish faster. I don't want to lose momentum."
Aqua was so happy to have such a dear friend—someone who was willing to push herself to the limit, to exhaust herself, all for Aqua's sake.
Julie, watching from the side, also felt so much pride.
She had known Aisha since the girl was a small, frightened orphan—all claws and hisses and defensive snarls.
Julie had basically been her mother, raising her, training her, teaching her how to be a knight.
