It was dusk...
As Leonard lay there, staring blankly at the cold gray stage, Sunday finally approached. Unlike the others who had tried to console him with empty words, she simply stood nearby, arms crossed.
They had known each for a while, it was like Yevian and her. Got to know each other through parents.
"You were close," she said. "Kinda."
Leonard let out a hollow chuckle. "Yeah… But close means nothing. I basically tried to beat Thesia's best sword prodigy."
Sunday tilted her head slightly. "Behind me?"
He sighed, tired of her antics already. "You know he really is a monster."
"Maybe," she admitted. "I haven't fought Vibra seriously yet."
Leonard turned to look at her, curiosity flickering behind his exhaustion. "You really think you could take him?"
She shrugged. "I'm the daughter of two heroes. My first inherited power is thunder. The other… I'm still waiting to awaken it. After I awaken it... I doubt anyone here could really stand in my way."
