#Chapter 159: A Birthday Gift

Edwin Audrey trained relentlessly over the following weeks. Ever since it truly hit us that she was the Silver Star, she’d been filled with a new sense of determination that I couldn’t even begin to put into words. Her days would be stuffed to the brim with classes and thesis work and studying and fashion projects, and then her evenings would turn into a veritable battlefield of sweat and labor. Each night, no matter how much I tried to tell her that she could rest and relax, she insisted on training. “I have to hone my senses,” she would insist. “I can’t explain it, but… It feels like there’s this thing inside of me. A great power. And I have to learn to control it. To stop Coldclaw.” There was no use in arguing with her. She was more determined now than she had even been working on two fashion shows. More determined than I had ever seen anyone. But sometimes she went too far. Some nights, she would push herself so hard that she would pass out aslee