Ragnar Wolfhart, the very first Sword God, sat calmly in the vast main hall of the legendary bastion known as the Supreme Shield — a sacred fortress of the sword gods, located at the far west of the continent.
Unlike his usual detached demeanor, he now bore a stoic calm, almost unreadable. His broad frame and powerfully sculpted muscles were clearly visible, as he wore no upper garment.
Yet this serious air contrasted oddly with the feminine figure lounging nonchalantly on his shoulders. A young woman, seemingly in her twenties, rested there with casual ease. She had long brown hair and heterochromatic eyes — the left a deep crimson, the right a piercing blue. Wearing a mischievous smile, she tilted her head upside down like a bat, bringing her face closer to Ragnar's.
Ingrid Björnsdóttir The Second Divine Swordswoman .
"Why give up now, when the human race faces such a terrible fate?" she asked, still smiling playfully.
