Arthur looked at Eve's face and managed to pull out a difficult smile, standing firm between the radiance and her.
"You... you..."
For the first time, Eve felt at a loss. She tried to pull Arthur away, but her hand froze in place as if it had lost all its strength.
Only at such close range did Eve notice the wounds on Arthur's body, wounds that could easily take a person's life. She truly felt she was about to lose someone dear, but at this moment, she couldn't do anything.
"Don't worry..."
Arthur said finally, then he gripped the broken sword that cut into flesh tightly, turning to swing a heavy fist towards the radiance.
As a father, Arthur always felt incompetent. Eve once had brothers, but they died one after the other. To Eve, Arthur poured all his love, but due to dealings with demons, he always wanted to send Eve away.
