Even when she was surrounded like this, she never showed any sign of surrendering. Instead, she challenged and even threatened those youths around, using strong and firm words that echoed through the small clearing.
Her swords may have been chipped, and her spirit power may have been flickering like a candle in a storm, but her posture was that of a queen defending her last bastion.
That display left a deep touch in William's heart. In both his lives, he had seen many so-called geniuses crumble the moment the odds turned against them.
He greatly admired those brave ones who chose to keep their heads high even in the face of unchangeable obstacles. There was a rare quality in her—a resilience that reminded him of his own struggle against the inevitable tides of fate.
