Valery walked back to the training area. She was calm and satisfied, as if a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Now the three families were founded and they would be able to develop independently, not only competing with each other but also pushing the territory forward with their own advances.
Before leaving, she had stayed with Robin until he had done what she had asked him to do in the first place. She stayed until the blood was even spilling on Valery's clothes and face, even though Robin didn't look good and shouldn't feel good either. For Valery, she couldn't feel more proud of Robin, since even with her limitations she managed to keep her mind fixed.
Even when her body was trembling, even when she felt fearful and nervous. It must have been difficult, Valery cannot know how hard it was for her to kill someone with her own hands, but she knows that humans often cannot forget the dead, that even the faces of the dead haunt them in their dreams.