Mazao didn't seem like she was solely waiting for the opportunity for her soul to fully recover. To better familiarize herself with using her perception and strength in a blessed state, she also planned to imitate Zhu Shi's seclusion training.
"Perhaps in the near future, I can fight alongside you. I must prepare for that moment," she said with determination.
All along, when it came to actual battles, it was usually me charging into the front lines solo, while Mazao would retreat to a safer position.
She was not content staying in the safety of the rear. Occasionally, she would show dissatisfaction with herself, feeling guilty for leaving me alone on the front lines.
"I'm looking forward to that day," I said.
Mazao nodded expectantly, then left first.
"If only I could fight too," Little Bowl sighed once again.
