Emma, a seasoned warrior herself, could feel the change in Kallus down to her very bones—the sheer weight of his presence. And it wasn't just strength; it was his overwhelming will, the kind that could only be forged through countless battles. Her fist clenched silently at her side, a subtle reaction betraying her otherwise composed demeanor.
She had known Kallus for less than half a month, brought together by the will of the Supreme Being. In that short time, she had already acknowledged him as a leader—her ultimate master. Yet, she couldn't ignore the obvious signs of his limited thinking and astonishingly mild aura, traits that led many, including herself, to see him as immature despite his talents. They knew the truth and chose to overlook it. But now…
