"I haven't seen you before."
The woman wasn't alarmed; instead, she continued washing herself as if nothing was amiss.
"Have you seen all the gods in Divine City?" Julius Reed, holding his sword, replied with a question.
"Almost." The woman continued wiping herself as she glanced at him, "But I can be certain you're not one of the gods of Divine City."
"You're right, I'm indeed not a god of Divine City. Aren't you afraid?" Julius Reed pointed at her, "You're bathing, and a strange man barges in—aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid? Why should I be?" The woman lightly hummed, continuing to wash herself without a care. "Give me a reason to be afraid."
The stone pool was filled with petals.
The woman scooped water with her hands, splashing it on herself.
Fair-skinned, beautiful, and with long legs.
Half of her body was exposed, seemingly unworried about being seen.
"Have you seen enough?" She raised her head, glancing at Julius Reed, "Was it you who took care of those outside?"
