Marionette continued to stare up at the ceiling with her arms crossed.
"It was about two girls—each about 6 years old. One was so talented that it seemed like the very heaven's themselves blessed her with everything they could offer, while the other was given nothing but a miserable body and not even a lick of talent. The one blessed with talent was stronger, faster, and had a much more durable body... the complete opposite of the other, who only had intellect going for them. And if I were to say that these two girls fought in a battle to the death, who would you think would win?"
"Huh?" Lillian was confused as to why Marionette had suddenly begun to talk about some fairytale, but she decided not to question it and instead answer.
"The one that is talented should win, right? Since she's overall better than the other?"