He breathed out slowly, his cock now fully erect again—all nine inches standing proud. "Indeed. That's your ability." He sat on the edge of the bed beside her. "You want to learn how to use it?"
Her eyes widened. "New ability?"
"Yeah." He leaned closer, his voice dropping. "You wanted to become as strong as Yu Xiang, don't you?"
Something fierce sparked in Yuna's ruby eyes. She shot to her feet suddenly, surprising him.
Then she wobbled, nearly falling. "Wait—"
She looked down at herself in shock. Her body felt... complete. Whole. The soreness from being thoroughly fucked was gone. The aches, the stretched feeling—all of it healed.
She stared at her own skin in wonder. "How...?"
Before he could answer, something formed in her hand. A sword—no, not quite. A crystalline red blade materialized from nothing, her hand seeming to dissolve into the weapon itself as if her flesh had become one with the blade.
She blinked at it, then at him.
