Freya inhaled deeply and filled her lungs with air, then exhaled it all out calmly. She tightened her grip on the Ra’ventrii blade and twirled it slightly, then began to circle Father with a predatory look on her face.
And as she walked, she activated Ascendant Form and allowed her energy to flow through and around her. She bathed in her own power, her pride evident in every step. She felt satisfied with her strength, of how far she had come, inside and out.
She was proud of what she was able to do, what she was able to face, what she was able to weather.
Freya had truly come a long way from what she used to be - some weak little thing with no purpose. And now, after so much suffering, after so much pain, her life was truly in her grasp.