Titans Dance

The plain was in ruins, torn apart by the sheer force of their battle. The air buzzed with the lingering energy of Eratz's unleashed power.

He stood in the middle of the chaos, breathing heavily. His gaze fell on Victoria, who extended her reddened hand toward him, her face lighting up with childlike excitement.

Her expression was pure delight, as though she were a young woman showing her wedding ring.

Eratz's brows furrowed.

"You said you were just a normal fighter."

Victoria's grin widened.

"And I am. But you… you're a phenom!"

He straightened his posture, his sharp gaze narrowing.

"You also said you lacked talented fighters to save the agency."

Victoria nodded, her voice taking on a more serious tone.

"It's true. This wasn't an easy task. But with you and the others, the agency will be safe. I'm certain of it."

Eratz stood in silence, studying her carefully. Finally, he spoke.