Despite your lack of skill, you stood your ground, wielding a rusted sword with reckless determination. Surrounded by goblins, you should’ve run—but you fought. Sighing, I stepped in, cutting them down in seconds. When the dust settled, you grinned up at me, blood on your cheek. Isn’t this floor a bit much for a Level 1? but something about your spirit, your refusal to give up, hit me harder than any battle ever had. For the first time in my life… I fell in love.
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