God's Silence Is Not His Absence

"Be still, and know that I am God..." –Psalm 46:10 (ESV)

Ever feel as if God is no longer with you? You know that He is, because He promised to always be there, but where there are emotions involved, it could feel as if He’s absent. Absent from the situation, absent from your heart, absent in presence…you know? It can feel as if after all that time spent with Him, the world had somehow gone back to this dreary place and all purpose in your life has come to an end. In your heart and mind, you know that this feeling is temporary. You know and understand God’s character, and you know He keeps His promises, but still, where is He? Why is it so hard to feel His presence? Is He busy with someone else? Maybe this situation isn’t that important? Or maybe, I’m last on His to-do list for the next year or so?

Here’s another one: Have I done something wrong?

I'm writing this today because I know exactly how this can feel. Of course, all of our situations are different, so I'll be sharing my personal experience along with some scripture and lessons I've learned during this season. When we don't feel God's presence, there can be a number of reasons for it depending on where we are in our walk, but one thing remains true: whether you hear Him or feel Him, He is always there. So, if you're currently in a season of wondering where God is, questioning what He's doing, or complaining because He seems silent, I encourage you to stop complaining right now. It may not feel like He's working, but His silence does not mean His absence, and chances are He's doing more behind the scenes than you can currently see.

But seriously, stop complaining.

 I mean, have you read the book of Numbers in the bible?

After all the blessing the Israelites received, like splitting the red sea or receiving raining mana for sustenance, all they did was complain, forgetting the miracles God had done as they travelled through the wilderness. Long story short, He showed them how He felt about all that complaining. He may not handle us the way He had before Jesus came to earth, but on the spiritual end, complaining is no good for us, so end it. End it now.

"But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint." – Isaiah 40:31 (ESV)

This is a scripture that I lean on whenever I'm feeling weak or like I can't sense the Lord's presence. Throughout my journey with Him, I've experienced situations that felt impossible to ignore—problems highlighted in yellow over bright red ink, demanding all of my attention. When discomfort, uncertainty, or anxiety were blaring in my face, I'd find myself wondering where God was in those moments. Because I didn't like what was happening, it was easy to assume He was no longer involved, but looking back, I can see that He was there the entire time, working behind the scenes for my good even when I couldn't see it.

Recently, my experiences of His absence have had more to do with feelings of weakness. Granted, I know He is strong in my weakness, but that doesn't mean I enjoy feeling weak. Whenever I find myself in that place, I usually realize that I've started relying on my own strength without even meaning to. I know better than to trust in my strength over His, but when I get distracted and spend less intentional time with Him, I notice a difference almost immediately. I start to feel like a weakling—not physically weak, like I can't lift weights, but spiritually weak, like I can't even push myself to get to the gym and pick the weights up in the first place. The motivation, discipline, and drive just aren't the same when I'm trying to operate apart from the strength that comes from Him.

That requires self-discipline, a fruit of the spirit that only comes from being close to Jesus Christ.

Although, I’m aware that I’m not entitled to His presence, and He could retract it for any reason—that would result in my growth—I still don’t like it. It’s uncomfortable, and I will admit, I like feeling like a superhuman, because that’s what it feels like when He’s near.

The problem is that when I start feeling energized, purposeful, and fired up about what God is doing in my life, I get busy—and somewhere along the way, I unintentionally get distracted. These days, even a small distraction can have a noticeable impact on me. Maybe that's because I've spent enough time in His presence to recognize the difference. I mean, if you felt like a superhero yesterday and then woke up the next day feeling like a mere human, wouldn't you notice? That's what it can feel like when I drift from intentionally spending time with the Lord. The difference in my spirit becomes obvious, and before long, I realize just how much I need Him.

It’s times like these when I stop, yield, and pivot…right towards Jesus, because after maybe a day or so, I’ll start questioning: when was the last time I spent time with Him? And I mean, really spent time with Him. Not just the time before work when I meditated in prayer for fifteen to thirty minutes, but like, an entire day? When was the last time I cancelled my daily plans just to be in His presence? When was the last time I danced with Him? Ate with Him? Had conversation with Him? Went on long walks through the park with Him? When’s the last time we went on a date!?

I may have spent hours listening to my Bible while working, but let's be honest—it was still during a busy part of my day when the Lord wasn't getting my full attention. Not while I'm delivering packages, petting customers' dogs, trying not to get hit by cars, and digging through a mountain of boxes looking for the one heavy package I need. Don't get me wrong, that time in the Word is still valuable, but it's different from intentionally setting everything else aside and focusing on Him. Half the time, I'll catch myself tuning in only when something grabs my attention, like, "and then He sent snakes because the Israelites complained again." That's usually when I realize I've been listening, but I wasn’t necessarily present with Him.

Although I appreciate that time in the Word, the Lord still isn't getting my full attention when my focus is split between Him and everything else going on around me. I've noticed that I'm far more energized, excited, and in good spirits when my attention is completely set on Him. And honestly, it's not just about what I get out of it. My lack of strength is often the first sign that I'm starting to drift. I may not be backsliding, but because I'm so driven to be in His will and do the work He's called me to do, I notice when something is off. One of the biggest indicators is a lack of joy—one of the fruits of the Spirit. When that joy starts to fade, it's usually a sign that I need to stop, refocus, and reconnect with the One who gives me the strength to keep moving forward.

And it goes even deeper than that.

When I start lacking discipline, I notice other forms of weakness begin to creep in, like fear and doubt. Those aren't things that come from the Lord, and when I allow them to take hold, I start to shrink. My confidence fades, my perspective gets cloudy, and I begin seeing myself through the lens of my circumstances instead of through God's promises. With the Lord, I feel like a giant—capable, purposeful, and ready to take on whatever is in front of me. But when I lose sight of Him and stop sensing His presence as strongly, I feel something entirely different. Speaking bluntly, I start to feel timid, weak, and inadequate. Not because God has left me, but because I've allowed my focus to drift from the One who reminds me of who I am.

And then that dreary feeling slowly starts to settle in, making it seem as if life has no meaning and purpose is nowhere to be found. Now, sometimes it's simply that time of the month. I'm a woman, and I know my emotions can be affected by that. I don't know exactly what that experience looks like for you men, but I'm sure you have seasons where your emotions try to get the best of you too. The difference is that when it's not something temporary that I can attribute to hormones and wait out for a few days, I know there's something deeper going on. At that point, I realize I'm not just looking through the veil of PMS—I'm noticing a disconnect in my spiritual connection with the Lord. That's usually my cue to stop, evaluate where my focus has been, and intentionally draw closer to Him again.

Now, because I live by the Spiritfyt Framework, a framework given to me by the Lord Himself, Spiritual Connection is the most important thing to me above all else. It’s what reminds me that I belong to Lord, and belonging to the Lord, understanding His character, and believing in His promises gives me confidence which is what makes me feel like a giant on this massive planet. Every step I take is intentional, which causes me to be progressive in my growth. I lead with righteousness and integrity, while always yielding to the Lords guidance. In the end, I evolve and transform into the version of myself that He wants me to be for that season of my life.

But this is only done with the S. in Spiritfyt, and that’s Spiritual Connection.

Now, please understand that you will not always feel God's presence, and that's okay. We are human beings, and although we have the Holy Spirit, that doesn't make us perfect. We will slip, stumble, and make mistakes. We will experience fear, lose patience, and have moments where our faith is tested. Sometimes those struggles may be the result of our own actions or distractions, and other times they may be part of a season that God is using to grow us. Either way, we cannot allow our feelings to determine whether He is with us. We must continue trusting Him, remaining faithful, and holding on to His promises, knowing that His presence is not dependent on our ability to feel it.

I have experienced the truth of Isaiah 40:31 where it says, "But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength," and I've experienced it more than once. Honestly, it's one of the most rewarding feelings I've ever had. It's as if my strength meter is being filled back up, my spirit is recharged, and suddenly I'm ready to take on whatever is in front of me. The interesting thing is that the real battle was never what came after—it was the waiting itself. Trusting God when I couldn't see what He was doing, remaining faithful when I felt weak, and choosing patience when I wanted immediate answers were the hardest parts. But every time I waited on Him, He renewed my strength exactly as He promised.

In conclusion, just remember to trust in the Lord, even when it doesn’t seem like He’s around. I promise you, He did not leave you. Life may look crazy right now, and things may be uncomfortable, but He’s right there beside you. So just keep fighting the good fight, and don’t let Satan convince you that the Lord has left you during your trials and tribulations. We’re human beings. It’s more natural than you think to get distracted by a bus that just rammed into your house, and a situation like that would make it hard for anyone to see that God was there the whole time. What’s important is that you become strong in the Lord so that as you grow in Him, the effects of the world are less distracting. If you can’t already, you’ll one day be able to see the work He’s doing behind the scenes. You’ll be less blinded by your emotions. And you’ll have a deeper faith in Him.

Take Thunder Halo, the protagonist of Spiritfyt: Spiritual Connection, for example.

When readers first meet Thunder, she isn't a powerful Spirit Warrior. She isn't a hero. She isn't even fully healed from her past.

She's a teenage girl carrying the scars of servitude, starvation, and spiritual brokenness. Yet despite everything she has endured, she possesses something stronger than her circumstances: faith.

As Thunder races against time to reach the Ascension Grounds—the place where future Spirit Warriors are recruited—everything seems to go wrong. She misses her bus, her chances appear to be slipping away, and the clock refuses to slow down. But instead of giving in to fear, she places her trust in the Lord. She reminds herself that if He wants her to get there, He will make a way.

That doesn't mean she sits still and waits.

Thunder understands that faith requires action. She keeps moving forward, watching for opportunities, doing everything within her power while trusting God with everything beyond it. The question isn't whether she'll arrive. The question is what God will do along the way.

Then everything changes.

A massive Dreadborn demon tears through the protective dome surrounding Zion Prime, unleashing chaos upon the city. Demons pour through the breach, panic spreads through the streets, and Thunder finds herself in the middle of a battle she has no business fighting.

After all, she isn't a Spirit Warrior.

She has no special abilities. No advanced training. No legendary weapon.

Only faith.

While others flee, Thunder chooses to stand. Armed with nothing more than determination, a neon cross, and the belief that God renewed her spirit for a purpose, she risks her life to protect others from a threat far greater than herself.

By the end of Episode One, Thunder anchors herself in the truth of 2 Timothy 1:7:

"For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control."

In the middle of fear, destruction, and uncertainty, Thunder refuses to let her past define her. She knows her weaknesses. She knows where she came from. Yet she believes that God has prepared her for more.

And that's only the beginning.

In Episode Two, Thunder's faith is tested in a different way. Amid the chaos, she encounters a woman frozen by fear—unable to move, unable to think, unable to see past the danger surrounding her. Thunder responds the only way she knows how: with Scripture.

She reminds the woman of Deuteronomy 31:6: "Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you."

In that moment, Thunder demonstrates a truth she is still learning herself: courage isn't the absence of fear. It's remembering who stands with you when fear shows up.

But here's what makes Thunder's story worth following:

Her faith is real, but so are her struggles.

The confidence she displays in these early episodes isn't the end of her journey—it's the beginning of it. As the story unfolds, you'll discover that fear remains one of Thunder's greatest battles. The very truths she shares with others become truths she must learn to cling to herself.

Because Thunder isn't a perfect hero.

She's human.

She stumbles. She doubts. She makes mistakes.

And the consequences of those mistakes will shape her journey in ways she never expected.

So, if you want to discover what happens when faith is tested, when fear refuses to let go, and when an ordinary girl is called to become something extraordinary, you'll have to continue following Thunder Halo's story through the episodes of Spiritfyt: Spiritual Connection. 

You can find the biweekly episodes on The Spiritfyt Blog or download the full episodes through bookfunnel. All you’d have to do is subscribe, and the released episodes are yours!

I’m hoping that the Spiritfyt episodes made things clear for you when it comes to understanding that God is always with you, even when it doesn’t seem like it, but here are a few biblical examples for comprehension:

1. David While Hiding from Saul (1 Samuel 19–31)

David had already been anointed king, yet instead of receiving the throne, he spent years running for his life. There were countless moments when David questioned what God was doing.

He wrote: "How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever?" (Psalm 13:1, ESV)

Yet God never abandoned him. Every cave, every wilderness, and every close escape became part of God's plan to prepare David for leadership.

Lesson: God's promises are still active even when fulfillment seems delayed.

2. Job's Suffering (Book of Job)

Job lost his children, health, wealth, and reputation. For chapter after chapter, he searched for answers.

God remained silent for a long time.

Yet throughout the entire story, God never left Job. In fact, God was fully aware of everything happening and ultimately revealed Himself at the right time.

Lesson: We may not understand God's silence, but we can trust His presence.

3. Joseph in Egypt (Genesis 37–50)

Joseph was betrayed by his brothers, sold into slavery, falsely accused, and imprisoned for years. During much of his suffering, God never audibly spoke to Joseph. There were no recorded visions, angels, or miraculous interventions.

Yet God was working behind the scenes the entire time.

What looked like abandonment was actually preparation. Joseph later told his brothers:

"As for you, you meant evil against me, but God meant it for good..." (Genesis 50:20, ESV)

Lesson: God's silence did not mean God's absence. He was orchestrating a greater purpose all along.

CONCLUSION

If there's one thing I want you to take away from this article, it's this: Even when God seems silent, He is not absent.

Just because you can't feel His presence doesn't mean He isn't working. Just because you don't understand the season you're in doesn't mean He has forgotten you. The same God who was with David in the wilderness, Job in his suffering, and Joseph in the prison is with you right now.

Sometimes His greatest work happens behind the scenes.

Sometimes the waiting is the training.

Sometimes the silence is preparing you for a level of strength, faith, and spiritual maturity that can only be developed through trust.

That's why Spiritual Connection is the foundation of the Spiritfyt Framework. When your connection with God is strong, your perspective changes. Fear loses its grip. Doubt loses its voice. Your circumstances no longer determine your confidence because your confidence comes from the One who never leaves nor forsakes you.

As you continue your Spiritfyt journey, I encourage you to spend intentional time with the Lord. Open your Bible. Pray honestly. Worship freely. Take a walk with Him. Sit quietly in His presence. The more you seek Him, the more you'll recognize His hand at work—even in seasons when He seems quiet.

And if you enjoyed Thunder Halo's story, remember that her journey is only beginning.

Throughout Spiritfyt: Spiritual Connection, you'll watch Thunder face fear, doubt, disappointment, spiritual battles, and challenges that test everything she believes. You'll discover that the greatest battles aren't always against demons—they're often within ourselves. Her story is a reminder that faith isn't about being fearless; it's about trusting God enough to keep moving forward.

📖 Continue reading the biweekly episodes of Spiritfyt: Spiritual Connection on The Spiritfyt Blog, or subscribe to download full episodes through BookFunnel.

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Rooted in Spirit: Scripture, Affirmations, and Prayer for Daily Spiritual Growth

Inside, you'll find:

• Powerful scriptures for difficult seasons

• Spiritfyt affirmations rooted in biblical truth

• Guided prayers to strengthen your faith

• Practical encouragement for building a deeper relationship with God

  
  

If you're ready to go beyond inspiration and begin intentional transformation, consider picking up the Spiritfyt Guide, a practical resource designed to help you grow spiritually, mentally, and physically through faith, accountability, and intentional action.

Here are some Spiritfyt Affirmations to take with you…

• I trust God even when I cannot see what He is doing.

• God's silence is not His absence.

• My strength is renewed as I wait on the Lord.

• I refuse to let fear speak louder than God's promises.

• I am growing through every season, even the difficult ones.

• The Lord is working behind the scenes for my good.

• I walk by faith, not by feelings.

• I am becoming who God created me to be.

• My spiritual connection is stronger than my circumstances.

• I am Spiritfyt—spiritually connected, purposeful, and transformed.

  
  

Keep fighting the good fight.

Keep trusting the process.

Keep pursuing the Lord.

And remember: The God who seems silent is often doing His greatest work where you cannot yet see it.

EPISODE TWO: THE ARKFALL – PART TWO

I barely had time to wipe the sweat from my brow before my instincts screamed at me to move. I leaned back hard as a small Devourer lunged for my face, its teeth cutting through the air where I’d been a second earlier.

I was getting exhausted and had only helped but a handful of people so far. While unable to do more than throw punches with the cross in hand, it felt like a never-ending round of shadow boxing. Still, I trained for this and would do the best that I could until it was all over. This would be a test of willpower.

I glanced over my shoulder, searching for Thalira through the chaos, but she had disappeared somewhere in the crowd. My chest tightened. Then I heard it—the sharp hum of a hoverboard engine cutting through the noise. I spun back around just as Thalira shot into view, flying over my head like a missile. In one smooth motion, she drove straight through an attacking Devourer, the front of her board exploding through its body. Her neon cross blazed against the darkness, strapped to the board as she tore through the battlefield without slowing down.

I squeezed my fist and made a mental note to keep up my guard and stay focused. I couldn’t afford to be taken down. Not when there were so many people here who could use my help.

Looking ahead, I spotted a woman in the distance. She was on the ground, wounded, and trying to scoot away from a small group of devourers that were creeping up around her. In an instant, I was sprinting in her direction, my legs carrying me as if they had a mind of their own, and the moment a devourer lunged at her, I drove my fist through it. Directly behind that one, another followed behind and buried its long fangs into my forearm, its long talons latching onto me for stability.

Pain shot through me, familiar enough to turn my stomach. I’d been bitten by Devourers before back in Sanctora. Their teeth never pierced skin—not truly. They tore into something deeper. My spiritual form. My soul. The pain wasn’t physical. It felt like pieces of my life force were being ripped away, drained from me with every second their jaws stayed locked on.

Higher demons could hurt us physically, but humanity fought with spiritual strength, not flesh. Devourers weren’t powerful enough to tear through our bodies. Instead, they went after something deeper. Our spirit. Our energy. Getting caught by one felt like hopelessness, anger, sadness, and despair sinking into your soul and staying there—slowly draining the life out of you one piece at a time.

Quickly switching the cross from one hand to the other, I punched through the Devourer, then turned and raised my guard, jumping on my toes as if this were a boxing match. When the rest of the Devourers attacked, the match was on. Moments later, I had become the victor, but not without suffering from a few more bites here and there.

I turned to find the woman still shaking on the ground, then ran over to her and tried to help her to her feet. “Are you okay to walk?” I asked, noticing the blood that stained her jeans right around her ankle.

The woman swallowed with wide eyes, her entire body trembling with adrenaline and fear. From the look of it, she was somewhere in her late twenties, never experiencing anything like this before. I wasn’t exactly sure how, but I knew that she was low on spiritual energy. Fear and hopelessness would do that to anyone.

“Remember Deuteronomy thirty-one, Six.” I said as I held her hand. “Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you.”

The woman sniffled and nodded her head, squeezing my hand back in confirmation.

“Do you have your portable barrier and neon cross?” I asked.

The woman nodded, finally releasing a breath. “Yes, yes I have them.”

“Okay, use your cross to ward them off and get to safety. Use your barrier to lock yourself in. Just get some distance away from here!” I said, glancing at the overgrowing Dreadborn forming only a block away, now taller than some of the shorter buildings. The Spirit Warriors were on it though, attacking it midair using their hoverboards and spirit energy. “And make sure to pray for our Spirit Warriors! Tell anyone you find to pray for them as well. Where two or three are gathered in His name, He is there with them!”

The woman pulled her cross from around her neck and nodded. “I will! Thank you!” She said before running off. I could sense her fear, but this time she had a little more courage as she held out her neon cross towards any Devourers that approached her.

Feeling satisfied, I took a quick deep breath. “Please, watch over her Lord,” I prayed under my breath.

“Look out!” I heard someone yell from my left.

Before I could even turn to see who it was, I was tackled to the ground by a solid force – only just in time. The two of us rolled over the pavement in the middle of an intersection just as a smaller Dreadborn charged through on all fours.

“There’s another one!?” I yelled, worry beginning to enter my heart.

The boy who tackled me glanced back through his glasses, his short locs whipping through the air. He had brown eyes, dark caramel skin, and dressed in a white beater and gray sweatpants, but what stood out was the green headband tied around his forehead. Being a fitness freak, of course I also noticed his thick, lean biceps and broad shoulders.

When the Dreadborn snarled, we both quickly turned back to it, the monsters red eyes set on us. It wasn’t as big as the giant behind us, but the size of a tall wolf.

That meant bigger than anything we were capable of handling.

The two of us gave each other one glance before getting to our feet and readying ourselves for battle, our neon crosses in hand. We stood side by side with him slightly taller than I, our forces of two better than one.

The boy pulled off another necklace, a bright green neon cross taking shape in his other hand.

Seemingly agitated by our united stand, the Dreadborn roared before kicking its foot back.

The boy cleared his throat. “So, you got a plan?”

“Um…survive?” I responded. “And prayer. Lots of prayer.”

“Right, yeah…” He gulped. “That’ll work.”

“For a moment, we just looked so cool,” I whispered.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure we look scared now,” he whispered back.

“You think it can tell?” I asked.

When the Dreadborn appeared to be grinning, I was sure we heard a dark demonic chuckle reverberate from it’s throat.

“Yup,” the boy answered.

That’s when the Dreadborn charged at us, its footsteps heavy.

We both knew there was no running from it, and our neon crosses were clearly no threat, but we held our ground anyway, deepening our stances and holding our breaths.

As it closed in on us though, the unbelievable happened…

Another person joined the fight, leaping through the air from our right and wrapping his large arms around the Dreadborn’s throat. The cross tattoos up his arms flashed gold as he tackled the monster to the ground.

At first, I thought it was a Spirit Warrior, but instead it was…some kind of monk. He was a tall, muscular man with deep bronze skin, a bald cut, and wore gold and brown clothing that made him look like a monk warrior from the twentieth century.  

I wasn’t sure how he was able to hold onto the beast for longer than a few seconds, given his golden headband was just as blank as ours, but sure enough he could keep it in a chokehold, and I figured it had something to do with his pulsating tattoos.

“Take it out with your crosses!” the man yelled. “Hurry!”

 Green headband and I looked at each other before charging for the beast. It was struggling in the mans arms, appearing to be getting free, especially with the light in Goldy’s arms flashing more rapidly. Almost as if it were alerting us that all systems were about to shut down.

Just as Gold-Headband’s arms started to give, me and Green rammed our crosses into the Dreadborn’s chest, all three pressing through. It roared, its paw ripping through my face just as it were turning into black smoke. The impact of the hit was soft, like getting hit with a gust of hot wind, and then it was gone.

The man in Gold was panting on the ground, his spiritual energy low. “Are…you guys…Okay?” He asked through breaths.

Green offered Gold his hand and helped him to his feet. “So far, so good.”

The Dreadborn behind us roared and we all turned around to look. It hadn’t gotten any taller above the buildings, but it didn’t look like it would be taken down anytime soon either.

With a swing of its long tail, it whipped against one of the taller buildings, sending rocks and debris flying. With that many Devourers creating it, it had to be a high-level demon to hit anything solid and cause such destruction. Devourers may have been weak, but they were strong in numbers.

When the Dreadborn’s tail swiped back against the building, this time the debris flew right towards us. The three of us were quick to turn and run, simultaneously dodging, rolling, and jumping out of the way. We ran for quite a distance before the debris stopped falling, but then another wave came that sent us scattering again.

Looking up, I spotted Thalira spinning out of control nearby. Her hoverboard had been hit and sent her into a battle for control. I also noticed that it was glitching out, like it was about to lose power, but she had enough control so that she could lower herself to the ground. By the time the hoverboard died, she didn’t have a long way down, and rolled a short distance away from her hoverboard, and I would have been relieved had she not dropped right into a swarm of Devourers.

The worst part was that she no longer had her cross.

“Thalira!” I yelled, sprinting ahead past Green and Gold.

A moment later though, the two of them were both running at my side. Gold, something of a giant Zion football player going for the tackle, and Green, quick and light on his feet.

The Devourers surrounded Thalira, slowly closing in on her, but at any moment, they would pounce.

“We can get in from different angles, knock them out faster that way!” Gold yelled.

“Got it!” I agreed.

With still some distance to go, I watched as Thalira, first, looked around herself in alarm. Her eyes were wide and she was panting, unable to find a way out, but then in an instant, she took a deep breath, snapped herself back together, and got into a fighting stance. She knew that she couldn’t fight them without the use of spirit energy, but her fists were all she had left, and she clearly wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Her stance didn’t even appear as if she’d had any training before now, but I could tell that she was going to do her best. 

Gold gave a loud laugh. “Yo! she’s tough.”

I couldn’t get past a monk saying ‘yo.’ Just exactly where was this guy from? Because it was not Zion Prime. But his glowing aura wasn’t something developed on Sanctora either. He had to have been from one of the other Ark Spheres. Especially to have a semblance of visible spirit energy without being an actual Spirit Warrior.

I guess I’d find out eventually…

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