"Oh? It was a success? That's pretty neat."
A feminine voice rang from beside Calvin.
His eyes immediately shot open the moment the voice fell into his ears.
'Who was the owner of that unfamiliar voice?' He thought in his head as he raised his upper body and discovered...
...A woman who looked to be the same age as him, but with a lazy look on her face.
The woman's expression might look placid, but the aura she was emanating was out of this world.
The majesty that she possessed couldn't be compared to the raging tempest of wind. Instead, it was similar to the boundless ocean—calm, reserved, yet at any moment—it could unleash strength that no mortal could hope to contend.
Yes, this woman was...
The Goddess of Compassion and Light, Grace.
"What the fuck?" Calvin couldn't help but curse out of confusion. The world around him was filled with darkness as if the light had been consumed by this woman standing in front of him.
