⁜ Xavida POV
Meanwhile, back in the Royal Academy of Silvara...
Xavida looked around the classroom and felt it had changed drastically since Asura wasn't there. Her eyes watched Mu Xue, and anger, bitterness, and strange feelings flooded her heart after they again clashed upon returning to the mansion. Mu Xue was a constant reminder that Asura loved them equally.
The time for her being selfish and keeping him to herself was over.
'Asura...' she thought in a solemn mood.
Her fingers stroked a piece of his hair she cut off and made into a little trinket for her quill pen. She missed him so much and hoped he would be okay.
After all, the Tower of Death was famous even in her homeland, and many challengers died when they got too confident.