From the upper deck, behind the mana-reinforced barrier,
Erinette stood with her arms crossed, eyes locked on the battle below.
She said nothing at first.
Only watched.
The way Gloria danced with that massive hammer like it weighed nothing, crushing monsters in one moment, pivoting on her heel the next.
The way Liana moved, elegant, poised, unleashing arrows like streams of light, never missing, never hesitating.
It wasn't just coordination.
It was artistry.
It was declaration.
Erinette sighed quietly.
"...These two."
She tilted her head slightly, watching Gloria flip her hammer mid-spin and slam it down with a satisfying crash.
"They're showing off."
Not to her.
Not even for the training score.
But for the two watching from the other chamber.
"So they can show those two..."
her voice dropped to a murmur,
"...why Javier loves them."
Not just because they're gentle.
Not just because they're elegant.
Not just because they radiate calm and beauty wherever they walk.
