No...

"He's ugly. Definitely very ugly. I don't know how he grasped the Queen's heart." Isla continued to shiver. All she could remember was the image of Dyon covered in blood and gore. Back then, he stood at over twenty meters tall and was coated in black armor. Plus, his body was badly mangled.

Although Isla was a fairy, her thinking was quite simple and naïve. It was for this reason her race, despite their heaven defying abilities, never became prominent and instead fell under the protective wing of the elves.

She believed herself very intelligent, thinking that this was Dyon's disguise while his other form was his true form. After all, wasn't it normal for people to grow more powerful after entering their true forms? That's what beasts did all the time, they were far stronger in their beast forms than their human forms. Since Dyon had gotten much stronger in his giant form, she thought that that was his real appearance.