Chapter 454 Companion

dont matter if she’ka clone She’s still trabelle

Tm starving, let’s hustle. Isabelle declared.

George hoisted her up, grinning. “Got it.”

The pair made their way back to the hotel, grabbed a bite, then resumed their journey.

The rain, unyielding for days, showed no signs of abating.

Having just secured new accommodations after relocating across town, they’d spent two days holed up in the hotel, hoping for a break in the weather.

As the rain finally subsided, the ground remained damp underfoot.

Isabelle slowed her pace, eventually coming to a halt.

Turning to George, she announced, “I’m craving grapes.”

“There’s a fruit stand back on the street we just passed; want me to grab some?” George suggested.

“You go,” Isabelle replied.

“By myself?” George clarified.

“I don’t feel like walking.” Isabelle teased..

“I’ll carry you there,” George offered.

“Just go,” Isabelle insisted, waving him off.

George looked at her, still not moving.

Isabelle didn’t act any differently than usual. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

a second. I’ll be right

“Yeah.”

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hesitated the departed.

Ibelle

she wandered towards

yourself. Isabelle called

sharp features and

wasn’t Jacques or Storm Shadow; it was

clouds hung overhead ominously, the air

of rain.

ground, reflecting the

malice, a glint of cold steel

attack.

a tense stance, he focused solely on Isabelle.

her coat pockets, regarding the clone with an absence of animosity, as

she saw

seemed to catch something in

you have to come alone, knowing you can’t win? Clones may lack emotion, but they aren’t mere automatons. Aren’t you afraid of death, of risking your life like this?” Isabelle’s tone was

final words weren’t directed at the clone; they were meant for the original.

her but said

could talk?”

Isabelle smiled to herself. “Well. if

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i

That’s just how it

Tabelle withdrew her hand from her pocket,

the sky resumed its drizzle, the cold wind tugged at their clothes, and raindrops

Shadow narrowed his eyes and lunged at Isabelle.

of their battle on the

to the ground, staining the water with a pool of crimson–the blood of

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