Leo felt numb. Watching someone that he had regarded as infallible and untouchable fall, was almost catastrophically sobering. Lumielle had been someone he regarded as a legend; she was always a step ahead of everyone else. This time, she had been caught. Finally, after running for years, she had fallen down, stumbling over her own feet.
Was this what it felt like to be a useless knight?
Leo had always been heralded for his abilities and now, his blade could not cut. What was he to do but follow? He swallowed. Was he angry? Leo didn't expect himself to be so upset.
Her luminosity and drive had been second to none. Since the second that Lumielle had reached her hand out to grab his own, he had felt as though he was secure. She was not an average woman. He had realized despite her age that she was all the wiser. Patient and calm, she used people to their absolute maximum before disposing of them. It felt like a threat.
How long can you be useful to me before I dispose of you?
