"That was incredible! Your control over gravitational forces during combat was unlike anything I've seen before!"
The petite nun stared at Heena with eyes that sparkled brighter than polished gemstones.
Her hands moved in excited gestures as she continued rambling about combat applications and gravitational theory like she was discussing her favorite hobby instead of lethal force applications.
"And the way you reversed the momentum at that exact angle! Ka-pow! The timing was perfect! If you'd been even a fraction of a second off, the knight would've recovered, but you—"
Heena stood there awkwardly.
Her brain struggled to process the fact that a nun was currently making explosion sound effects while discussing battlefield tactics.
This didn't match any religious stereotype she'd ever encountered.
Weren't church people supposed to be calm and reserved?
Maybe preach about mercy and compassion?
