When Grace heard him say, "Gods can bleed..." she made a small pause and creased her brow, as she intensified her attacks with even more ferocity.
The person standing before her was undeniably strong—so ridiculously strong that he could stand toe to toe with her.
Amidst the battle, she couldn't help but recall the mysterious figure she had observed from afar on several occasions, trying to figure him out.
She had often wondered what it would be like to meet him, to witness his character up close, to speak to him, and to share joys and sorrows with him.
However, there was always something that prevented her from taking that final step—something that her followers and enemies never imagined—an emotion they didn't think existed within her: fear.