The wronged madwoman

Previously

…She looked up at the stars, a faint smile touching her lips. She was strong. She was powerful. And she had Sora. Her best friend. Her protector. Her guide. Even if no one else understood, even if the world outside the gym remained a confusing, hostile place, here, in this new arena, she was finally finding her power. And she wouldn't let anything, or anyone, take it away from her. The night air felt charged with a dangerous promise, a prelude to the storm that was gathering within her.