First off, THANK YOU for all the reviews and favs! Really! :D

and now...

For those who missed my previous A/N:

I said that this wouldn't be a chaptered story and I meant it. I will, however, continue to write 'sequels' in the form of drabbles.

These drabbles will be posted on my LJ, and you can find the link on my profile.

In fact, I have now posted the second drabble for this story and I do hope you'll enjoy it! Please drop by my LJ and leave a comment! :)

Here is a little preview of the second drabble:

When it ended, she felt justified to collapse on the ground in a groaning, panting heap. She felt like she had spent a week practicing with her sword, without any breaks, and she was exhausted. It was no wonder the Battousai had so easily escaped. If he was one with this wilderness, with this intense magic, entering her father's camp must've felt like breathing in air instead of water.

More on my LJ!

Thanks for taking your time checking it out! :D