It all makes sense to Leon now.
She was almost an inch taller than Crimson. However, despite the Archon's overwhelmingly oppressive presence and slim, elegant physique, Crimson actually looked more like a dedicated frontline fighter with her athletic build.
Different roles, probably.
He had to admit—they were both… generously built. In that regard.
Or it could just be a coincidence. Maybe it's normal for their race.
The Archon woman called out to him, speaking in his own language. Leon's eyes quickly darted away guiltily.
Was I just comparing their chest sizes? Get your head together!
He released a mental sigh of relief—it seemed she hadn't noticed his wandering gaze at all.
Good. That would have been awkward.
Looking at them both more analytically now, they did appear quite similar—leaving aside the distinctive golden symbol markings on the Archon's red body and other minor differences in their features and bearing.
"Get down from the creature," she commanded simply.
