As Yasuline and the White Reaper continue to go down on the highest bridge of the Labyrinth, she would resume her practicing with the sword. Going back and forth with her arms once one of them tires out form the constant swinging. She particularly enjoyed the small glow it gives off and the noticeable glow it would have when swinging it at full speed. Along with the map, the scroll also contained an interesting note from the Adventure King himself about the weapon.

"What you have here is a one of a kind weapon that should belong in the hands of a true adventurer. And that someone is you. You who have completed all my trials. Whether I live to see you or not doesn't matter, in my eyes, you are like me. But enough of that! This weapon came from the Drago Isles high in the sky. It is a prototype magic sword that was supposed to be the first of many like it. It would allow magic-users to be able to use their magic with this sword in place of a staff or wand. Truly, it would have brought out a new battle class for everyone to use if they had purchased one. It even allows non-magic users to either learn magic through it, or temporarily be a magic-user if they want. The magic energy is stored in the blade itself. Use it well and may your future adventures be as fun and cherishable as mine were. Signed, the Adventure King of New Legends."

"So with this sword, I can cast some magic. That'll be handy. Maybe I can ask my mom about some spells and try to see if I can use them. Would be hard to hide it." She would speak up after reading through the note once again. Party to herself, but also to the White Reaper who was walking behind her to ensure he doesn't get accidentally struck by her clumsy swings. After a few more swinging, her arm would slow down to a stop and she would also stop walking. The White Reaper would look at her with a curious look. She turns around and looks at him, with a bit of a melancholy-like expression.

"You know, I don't think I can really thank you enough for what you did." She would say to him. He would give off a shrug, a gesture that would seem that it was "No big deal." She would shake her head and clarify. "It's not something so small, least to me it isn't. I never left the castle before in all the eighteen years I have been on Atlas. I never got to meet and make friends except if they visit the castle itself or work there. And I never would have been able to prove to myself that I really have what it takes to be an adventurer just like the Adventure King and my father. When I think about it, there were times I wondered if I just wasn't good enough to be an adventurer and that's why Caliber and my dad decided to keep me in the castle." Memories of the times he or her father constantly telling her various excuses as to why they wouldn't allow her to leave the castle, let alone go into the capital. From saying it was because she was too young, too inexperienced, to promising when she is old enough. It became obvious that they had many reasons and the biggest one being that they didn't trust her to be careful. Of course, she often proved their point when she sometimes puts herself in danger even within the walls of her home.

She had her head lowered when she revealed such a thing to him, someone she had only met and befriended for a few days. Nonetheless, he was someone she felt she could trust this too. She had nobody else to open herself too, she thought she didn't need to. But she definitely felt her shoulders feeling less stiff after that. She would raise her head up to look him in the eye and smile as genuinely as possible. "I'm just trying to say I glad we met."

The White Reaper didn't seem to have much of a response. He looked at her, quiet as always, for a few seconds before he nodded his head and gives her a thumbs up. A typical response from him. Expecting nothing less, she would giggle and gestures a thumbs-up back at him.

Their moment would abruptly end when they head of a "Yowl!" or something familiar to it echoed to their ears from down below and just up ahead of where they were heading to.

"Did you hear that?" Yasu would say instinctively, half-expecting Ann to respond to her. "It sounded like a person. Could it be one of the adventurers that have been looking for this place?"

"Hmm, We should be focused on taking me home, I don't want to end up worrying mom and dad about me when I should be in my room all day. But I really want to see how the experienced adventurers go about in the labyrinth. Maybe a tiny peek wouldn't be so bad, right?" She debated with herself and looks over at the White Reaper for his opinion. Of course, he didn't share one and would simply shrug. "Sometimes, you make it hard for me to say such nice things. I say we go check it out."

She would put her sword back into the scabbard that was connected to the belt of her outfit and begins to jog ahead with the White Reaper following behind her.