Rhea didn't pay attention to the little girl's wary expression, she had just fought the world's most classless fight with a little creature, her heart was still beating fast from all the rolling, she crawled up and rearranged her hair. Meanwhile, the little girl still remained on the ground looking up at Rhea with a slight anger and wariness.
"How is you be my..." She trailed off as she looked Rhea up and down with a disgusted face.
Rhea looked down at the girl and said, "If you don't stop looking at me like that you'll force me to scoop out those purple eyes of yours."
The girl snapped back to her senses and gritted her teeth in annoyance, "Why is the mother fairy is unfair, million people in the world, but it be that you, old granny witch is myself savior!" She cried in despair.
Rhea looked down at the girl with confusion, "What do you mean your savior?" She asked.
