"Sleep well," Vergil murmured, gently kissing Ada's forehead. Her breathing was already slow and deep—her body finally surrendering. She had reached her limit, yet she remained steadfast until the end.
During all that time with him... nine days that defied any standard of exhaustion... Ada had perfectly utilized the technique he himself had shared with her and Raphaeline. Blood acceleration, an almost alchemical control of the body, which optimized every cell, every heartbeat through the blood.
But Ada went further. She didn't just master the technique, she transformed it. She created her own variation, focused on conserving energy and increasing endurance. The result was... surprising even for someone like Vergil.
Nine days.
Intense.
Exhausting.
Unforgettable.
