Arthur finds himself being reincarnated into an erotic, fantasy game called [Oriana] and not to mention, he had reincarnated into a thick femboy called Willow?! How is he going to navigate through the gore, the lores and more importantly, evade the erotic content of the game where 90% of the characters want to fuck him to death? Guess he'll have to big brain this shit.
And so, as the battlefield raged on, Willow found himself engaged not only in the present clash of powers but also in a deeper duel of intentions. [The Sage]'s closed eyes hid a knowledge, a history between them that shaped their roles in this unfolding narrative.
He seemed calm, even though he should be anything but. Just like how Willow was agitated just being near the Sage and his 'inferior' power system, the Sage should be absolutely agitated or at least he should have shown some signs of annoyance just from seeing Willow.
And, Willow knew that the Sage saw him. There was nothing on this battlefield that the blind Sage didn't see. Oh, that was ironic.
"I can't let him know about my constitution," Willow looked at the Sage, then at the other promising prospects in this tournament. "Neither can any of these bloodthirsty perverts."