There was insanity, childishness and a dark past evidently visible in the screen, yet this blend of the most bizarre ingredients somehow was balanced perfectly.
To compensate for the unparalleled ferocity, there was drowsiness.
To compensate for the overwhelming magical arts, there was a lack of martial arts.
To compensate for the multiple titles, there was the absence of a class.
It's like how a portion of people in India lives like Queen of England while the major population survives looking like Keanu Reeves.
In silence, Adam created a character outline of the beast from the above information and his heart was beating wildly.
Mother of Jesus! Was I seeking incineration!?!?
"You sick?" Bulwark noticed the earthling sweating profusely and probed, to which he waved gave some silly excuse. But the beast saw through his inexperienced mask and decided to stay silent.
'Maybe my skills intimidated him,' thought the lady.
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