An Extra’s POV

Trisha already knew…

She had realized it a long time ago. It didn't matter how hard she swung her blade, or improved her form, or desired victory… she was never going to get it.

Not against someone like Rey.

As the boy closed in on her after parrying her final move, she felt herself descend into a haze.

'I thought… if I hit him one time, I could prove something to myself… and to him. If I managed to do it, then he wouldn't have been such a liar.'

All this time, Rey portrayed himself as weak but skilled. It lit a flame within her that even she could become stronger if she kept at her training and adhered to his advice.

She indeed became stronger, but the backlash of betrayal that came from her new perception of Rey wasn't something she could ignore. She tried to, but was unsuccessful at every turn.

It seemed like Rey lied to her all along.

'This is the difference between those who have good Skills and those who worked hard to hone their skill.' Trisha closed her eyes as she watched Rey's blade near her.

'In the end, Skills are all that matters.'

~WHOOOM!~

A powerful gust of wind blew past her, and she suddenly felt something warm wrap itself around her—like a coat that covered her from the front.

It was Rey, and he was currently embracing her.

"Trisha, I'm sorry…" As he whispered those words in her ears, his calm voice caused her body to grow stiff.

She wasn't miraculously relieved of the anger within her, but her heart raced regardless.

"...."

For the longest moment, she said nothing. Perhaps she derived some sort of comfort from being hugged by Rey, who now had a height taller than her.

~CLANG!~

Her weapon fell to the ground, causing a loud echo to fill the room.

Trisha remained silent, though. A conflicted expression played on her face. It was clear that she still despised Rey for his several threads of deciet, and for how he gave her a hope—an expectation—that she could never live up to.

After all, back then… when Rey fought and defeated Billy, he became an inspiration to her.

She monitored his growth from that point on with utmost diligence and arrived at a conclusion.

'If Rey could do it, I can too…'

that was all a lie. And Trisha hated him for

for the longest time. I liked you so much,

"...."

"You knew, didn't you?"

"... Yeah."

still. Rey's arms were still wrapped around her, but there was

me, I already know. Your eyes… are for Alicia,

give the only truthful response

"... Yeah."

I'd compete for your love and attention until I won." Trisha pulled back, and

steps away, looking at him with moist

longer think you're

he was

I was wrong.' Her unshed tears slowly began to dry up,

that." Rey's voice pierced the air,

what seemed like a tiny moment, emotions flickered in his eye before turning cold

do things very differently if I could, but… I never

little to pick up her blade. Her

hilt and shrugged once

too petty of me to get upset with you over

her growth, but he also protected

owed him her life and so much

to forgive you. I don't know why it's so hard to just put it

but in the end… none of those could heal a damsel's

find happiness, Rey. I just don't want a part in it." She

was

spotted something there, and as she narrowed her eyes at the

"Trisha, I—"

Rey to

seemed even Rey had noticed his presence. That was no surprise, all things considered. The one known as the Guildmaster was merely hiding behind the partly shut doors of the vast hall, and he

A few seconds after Trisha spoke up, and both parties focused their attention on the

a fine blend between a child and

colored hair. One look at him, and one

wasn't

met with doubtful gazes from both Rey and Trisha as they

He yelled out, raising

seemed he was nothing more than an ordinary teenager. That wasn't so surprising, considering the fact that they were

to see you

just a few months ago! You think I didn't piece everything together and

were Jet as well?!" Trisha's eyes widened as she looked at Rey

"Well, that was actually—"

Rey could only do one