At this time, Athena's emotional excitement was indeed a bit uncontrollable, but it was only natural. You could not imagine the despair and terror a helpless girl felt when controlled by a villainous scoundrel. Franklin's frightful aura left her suffocating with fear.
Her dreams, her efforts, everything she had persisted in, and even her life itself would be shattered beneath Franklin's destructive touch.
The girl was utterly desolate at that time, her vacant eyes devoid of life. But just as the world grew dim, a dark streak appeared before her. It was a superhero's aura, a faint glow in the darkness that radiated throughout her body. It bathed her in warmth and swept away Franklin's terrifying aura like a cool draft, causing her fear to subside, her trembling to cease. Athena would never forget that prideful silhouette.
