Gladius's face turned into a smile as he listened to Arianna. Her words always managed to leave a smile on his face as he felt inclined to agree with her. In this world of magic and constant struggle, strength was everything. Those who failed to grow stronger would inevitably fall prey to those who did.
"You know, Arianna," he began, running a hand through his disheveled hair, "sometimes I can't help but think our world is built on a knife's edge. On one side, we have these incredible feats of magic that push the boundaries of what's possible. But on the other..."
He paused, his expression turning solemn. "Well, we've seen firsthand how cruel fate can be. It's why I always strive to stay one step ahead. In this world, you either lead or you're left behind."
Arianna's eyes, a swirling mix of vibrant colors that seemed to shift like the aurora borealis, sparkled with admiration.
