The previous human fighters had all looked more or less the same—frail and weak. Yet the gods could at least clearly sense a trace of something terrifying from them.
But the girl before them had none of that. She looked... like her strength was merely average...
In this situation, either she had perfectly concealed her aura, or... she was a fraud! But no one dared to be certain. They could only wait and see what Susanoo chose.
Though he could not sense any powerful aura from Fischl, Susanoo did not lower his guard because of it. He might have had a violent temper, but he was no fool!
Until he had fully determined his opponent's strength, he would maintain the utmost vigilance.
"I hear the whispers of fate, softly calling my exalted name..."
Standing in the arena, Fischl covered one eye with one hand and gazed skyward at a forty-five-degree angle, muttering to herself with an air of mystery. The people around her watched in utter confusion, though she somehow looked very impressive!
But the chuuni Fischl clearly did not care about anyone else's gaze. She looked at the opponent before her, and a flicker of hesitation rose in her heart, only to be suppressed the next second.
There was no fear visible on her face. She remained as composed as ever.
Though the Susanoo before her was merely a chief god from the Far East, his strength... truly surpassed Fischl's by an unknown number of levels.
Even with the power of her Vision, she was still far inferior to the god before her.
But would she be afraid and refuse to fight? Of course not. From the moment she stood here, the outcome had already been decided!
Victory would surely belong to Fischl!
"I am Fischl, Prinzessin der