A little less than three weeks.
That was the total amount of time I had with Stacia.
Time I used to train her properly under our mentor–mentee agreement.
During those short weeks, I pushed her closer and closer to the highest version of herself — or at least what she could handle for now.
She wasn't at her absolute peak yet, but even then, she was already the strongest among the current first-year heroines… if we're not counting the Saintess and her cheat-like divine blessings, of course.
Everything I did was meant to nourish her growth: feeding her with the right items, fine-tuning her mana control and release, and putting her through some pretty brutal physical routines that most people wouldn't survive without passing out at least once.
It wasn't easy for her — but she never really backed down either.
Even though our training got cut short, I had no doubt she'd reach her true peak on her own.
She just needed time.
Before we split ways, we made a small promise.
