Gods, Gold, and Glory
The more he opposed, the more energy he loses, and eventually he loses consciousness.
As Leonardo’s eyes close, Katcha slowly sits up. She wipes her face, trying to scrape off and get rid of any trace of blood. The shape of her face remained the same and did not show any signs of bruising or wounds. Her hair falls to her face in matted and messy curls. Not a single part of her body was hurting, not even a slight twinge. The smell of blood is potent, and she’s not quite sure if it’s because of her nose or if it’s thanks to the mess that she had instigated. Looking down at herself, she grimaces at the state of her once stark white uniform that is littered with the stains of blood. Despite the