After hearing Stark's words, Jasmine had made up her mind on what she needed to do.
Although she partly understood what he meant by conviction, she was not satisfied with just an oral explanation.
She needed something practical, a feeling that she could hold onto, a personal experience that would engrave his words in her soul.
And there was only one way to do it.
Immediately her head began to clear from the alcohol overdose, she stumbled over to her desk and pulled it open.
Stationed at the very corner was a little bottle of a light blue liquid. She picked it up and drank the entire thing in one go—a few minutes later, the drunkenness began to clear.
When her mind was sharp enough, she left her room and was walking down the halls when she met Eurus.
"J-jas… you're going out?"
He was covered in dirt and swelled with sweat, sand, and forest leaves, a result of his many days of late-night training.
