Every trade had its own specialty.
People had different strengths.
Orsaga's homeland—the Bottomless Abyss—based on the customs and environment over there, its inhabitants specialized rather heavily in fighting, killing, taking beatings, infighting, scraping out a miserable existence, conspiracy and trickery...
This situation
also gave them certain traits.
When acting alone, they were full of life, capable of defeating the strong while weak, and fighting many enemies alone.
When working in groups, they were a pack of useless trash, stabbing each other in the back and scheming against one another.
This was especially true of Orsaga's fellow kin.
As for Lady of Pain's side,
they were too young, their techniques were immature, and the local customs were too simple and honest... among a whole series of reasons.
The traits here
could only be described as disappointingly well-fed pigs.
All kinds of trash occupied thrones they had never been qualified to sit upon.
A herd of pigs blown into the sky by a favorable wind.
At any moment, they could fall and smash themselves to death.
All that could be said was that the benefits from the Beginning of Creation were truly sweet...
As a newly born plane, many things had yet to be perfected.
All the lucky ones still needed to undergo repeated cleansing and tempering.
They needed the power of time to temper them.
When gods could remain unmoved even after enduring repeated purges amid great calamities,
then some useful results could be considered to have emerged.
And right now,
everything was still far too early...
Overall,
the main difference between the two sides was that the former possessed specialties they could genuinely put on display.
They could be called the top professionals in their respective lines of work.
Their fame spread far and wide—or perhaps their infamy did.
But