Making An Appearance

"Your struggle is admirable, but it is pointless in the end! Accept your defeat!"

Faya, a Minor God of Flowers and Beauty, had her eyes open wide as the enemy delivered the final blow. She did not want to cower in fear as she died. She would rather stare down the weapon as it came down on her.

It was quite unfortunate for her. A God of her Domains was never meant for combat. While she had the power to deal with mortals quite easily, against other Gods whose Domains were more fit for combat, she would never be able to win and come out on top.

The forces of the defenders had been stretched quite thin. Already, her modest following that had stood up to fight alongside her had been dealt with. She was the last survivor here, and her God Kingdom was in shambles.

Just as the serrated sword of the enemy God was about to slice off her head, it came to a stop. Faya's eyes grew wide when she saw who had come to help her.

"L-Leon?!"