Don't die

As the Arena six's door opened, Brandon stepped in and saw Naevora sitting on the bench, wearing her usual sports bra and a jacket over it, showing her abdomen and muscles.

His gaze then flickered to the dark-skinned woman, taking pushups on the side.

She was wearing a sports bra and tights shorts with her blonde hair tied into a ponytail.

Naevora stood up from her seat and bowed her head "Oh Lord Herald, How honorable it is to have your divine presence in the same room as us lowly mortals."

Brandon shook his head helplessly and Naevora smiled as she collapsed back onto the bench, one leg crossing casually over the other "How is it going, Herald?"

He exhaled softly and walked over to the bench, settling down beside her with a grunt "Can you stop it?"

She leaned back casually "That news was really unexpected."

With a nod, he muttered "Yeah, unexpected to me too."