A Victim

"This is my honest feelings toward you, Zaira…"

"Fuck you!"

For a moment following his words, there was absolute silence in the world. It wasn't because of a sense of oppression or anything but that the time of the entire world had come to a standstill.

The image of a butterfly fluttering echoed in the visible spectrum as a humanoid entity created wholly out of Mental Energy landed before Slayer, depicting a petite young woman with eyes swirling with starlight akin to an entire galaxy.

Even though his body was constricted, Slayer's eyes trailed towards the lady before soon, his body broke free from the time stop, glaring at the opponent with power-suffused eyes.

"You've changed, Gilthru." The petite woman was a manifestation of energy forming the figure of Zaira, one whose swirling eyes trailed over Slayer, "You've grown stronger than the last time I saw you. Kind of strange, right?"

"Since you've always been my weak underling."