Every morning, Chen Feng appeared at the plaza right on time.
He always wore that calm expression as he said to Champa, "Lord Champa, let's train again today." Then it all began—Champa attacked with everything he had, but Chen Feng easily defused every move. With a casual wave of his hand, he crushed Champa beneath a force like a collapsing mountain and raging sea, leaving him unable to catch his breath.
The wounds that had only scabbed over yesterday split open again.
Fresh injuries piled atop old ones, until Champa looked like a shattered clay pot.
By the steps, Vados sat perfectly upright, her Angel Staff resting against her shoulder.
The premium chocolate brought by an interstellar caravan was slowly unwrapped from its golden foil in her hand.
Sunlight fell across her pale purple skin, as though coating her in a soft glow.
She took a bite of chocolate and narrowed her eyes as she savored its silky sweetness. To her, the miserable scene in the center of the plaza seemed like nothing more than a boring backdrop.
"Va... Vados..." Champa struggled to raise a trembling hand, his voice hoarse as sandpaper. "Can't you... help me? Even heal me a little..."
Vados gently shook her head, her long hair drifting in the wind. "Lord Champa, Lord Chen Feng specifically instructed me—not to heal you."
She took another bite of chocolate and added, "Besides, this is actually quite beneficial for you."
Champa immediately exploded, roaring so hard that veins bulged in his neck. "Are you my angel or his angel?!"
Vados smiled, a hint of mischief flashing in her eyes. "I'm the angel of the Sixth Universe, Lord Champa."
She waved the chocolate in her hand. "Would you like some? It might make you feel better."
Champa trembled with rage, too