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    Blood erupted, showering me in crimson. I dared not let go until I was certain the beast was dead.


    Only then did I copse to the ground, gasping for breath, having narrowly escaped death.


    End of the shback


    “What are you thinking about, Makenna?”


    The intensity of those forest events had been overwhelming, and Alice’s concerned voice pulled me back to the present. She looked at me anxiously. “Are you alright?”


    I nodded, hastily brushing aside their questions. “The brown bear was already injured. I just got lucky and took advantage of the situation.”


    I kept the truth to myself. The sudden surge of power was beyond my understanding, and I couldn’t exin it. Alice seemed to rx at my exnation. “I see. You don’t know how terrifying you looked when you emerged covered in blood. I thought it was your own blood!”


    “Yeah, yeah,” Lily sighed in relief, patting her chest. “No wonder you’re not seriously hurt; you only have a minor wound on your arm. We were terrified when you fainted.”


    A minor wound? A jolt of surprise shot through me. I immediately rolled up my sleeve to examine the injury. Indeed, where the bear had bitten me, only a faint scar remained.


    How could this be?


    I recalled the healing I had experienced in the forest. Could that surge of power have actually mended my injury?


    It was puzzling, but now was not the time for such musings. There was something more pressing: I still did not know the result of the assessment.


    I looked up at Alice and asked, “Did I pass the assessment?”


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    Makenna’s POV:


    “You—”


    As Alice was about to respond, a familiar, gentle voice came from the doorway. “You passed.”


    I was momentarily stunned and then looked up to see yton strolling in with a warm smile. He carried a meal box and approached my bedside. Alice and Lily greeted him respectfully and, exchanging knowing nces, they tactfully exited the room.


    yton ced the meal box on the bedside table and lightly touched my hair, his gaze tender and concerned. “How are you feeling now?”


    From the moment he entered, my heartbeat quickened, betraying my nerves.


    I managed a faint smile and replied softly, “I’m fine, not in serious trouble anymore. Thank you foring to see me.”


    “I was very worried about you.” yton’s smile widened slightly. “You’ve been unconscious for a whole day. It’s a relief to see you’re alright.”


    While speaking, he arranged the food on the table and added, “You must be hungry. Eat something first, and we can discuss the restter.”


    The aroma of the food immediately set my stomach growling, and I realized just how ravenous I was. The ordeal of hunting the brown bear had drained me, and I hadn’t eaten since.


    Feeling slightly embarrassed, I said, “Your Highness, thank you foring to see me and for bringing all this food.”


    “There’s no need for formality,” yton replied with a reassuring smile, carefully setting up the meal and then taking a seat beside me to watch.


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