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?”

second. I’ll be right back.”

“Yeah.”

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the

he left, Ibelle

towards quieter streets until she found herself in a deserted corner.

yourself. Isabelle called our

emerged, slender with sharp features and

Shadow; it was Storm Shadow’s clone–a presence that shouldn’t exist.

hung overhead ominously, the air heavy with

of rain.

ground, reflecting the two figures confronting

with malice, a glint of cold

attack.

he

hands in her coat pockets, regarding the clone with an

a knowingness, as if she saw

something in her look, hesitating to

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

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

at her but said

clones could talk?” Isabelle remarked.

could respond. Isabelle smiled to herself. “Well. if you

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i

That’s just how it goes.

Tabelle withdrew her hand from her pocket, revealing a

wind tugged at their clothes, and raindrops stung

eyes and lunged at

their battle on the street corner. The clash of their weapons

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

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