Lyra stared at her Young Master vanish in a pale white light as he tore a scroll; she stood there for a moment before she finally moved. She raised her hand, and in it was a document that Asher had signed that permitted her to begin her mission. Staring at it for a moment, a flicker of determination appeared within her eyes. Although Asher had not spoken it out loud, she knew he was worried about her strength and progress.
And at the rate he was progressing, Lyra knew it was only a matter of time before she was surpassed in terms of Life Rank. Her Young Master was already stronger than her, and she knew that in a few years, he would stand at the Crownstar Life Rank, while she still crawled, merely attending to duties, unable to step into his battlefield.
