Thunder God’s Pride
The sky and land trembled as William and Dias clashed repeatedly, almost turning the sea into a boiling inferno.
Gazing at the two madlads from afar, several men and women chatted among themselves.
"Just who is that boy?" a handsome man with short dark-brown hair, holding a winecup in his hand asked. "He's giving Dias a lot of trouble."
"I don't know, but whoever he is, he's my type." A very beautiful woman with long golden hair, and blue eyes, looked at William with great interest.
A teenage boy with short blonde hair, wearing winged sandals chuckled after hearing the beautiful Goddess' words.
"All handsome men are your type," the teenage boy said.
The beautiful Goddess shook her head. "No. This one is different. He has the strength to back up his looks. Men like him are on the top of my list."
"But, he's not yet a man, though?" the teenage boy replied. "He's only a teenager."
"Even better!"