Return, Accepting the Battle

A small spaceship was flying through the universe at warp speed, resembling a gleam of white light against the dark backdrop.

The spaceship was on autopilot, with only two people in the cabin. They were Ames and Hila.

Hila sat in a precarious position, her eyes closed and her hands flat on her knees. Her fingers were continuously moving as she controlled wisps of death energy to flexibly swim between her fingers, training her control over her power.

Opposite her, Ames reclined on the sofa with a hand on her head and the other on her waist.

Watching the death energy move, Ames could not help but sigh. "You're really working yourself to the bone. Even at the Beyond Grade A realm, you're continuously training."

Hila opened her eyes, her tone indifferent. "Beyond Grade A is not the endpoint, and there's no limit to my path ahead of me. I cannot be satisfied with just this."