Even though his arms were pretty much useless, and he could not circulate his mana in his current condition, Ren continued to smile that vicious smile of his as he bit down on his sword Snertal. The Goddess of Light did not charge in despite her overwhelming advantage, as a wounded beast was dangerous.
The Goddess of Light no longer had a shield so she changed her stance into a more offense-orientated one. As she faced Ren who was weakened and nearly out of breath she suddenly remembered the time when she was still human, as the Saintess of the old God of Light. Back then she had been in many situations such as this. Yet despite always facing overwhelming odds she always somehow won in the end. Still, her opponent this time was also someone who had survived even more life and death situations than her.
