Jin stood stiffened, seeing Lucya's figure dashed and dove into his chest, wrapping her arms around his back tight.
He shrugged and placed a hand on her head, patting it tenderly.
"It's okay, you can do it".
Lucya didn't reply, rubbing her forehead on his chest, seeking his warmth and comfortable smell.
A moment seems lapsed for eternity, but ultimately short. Lucya reluctantly separated.
Her lowered gazes stare right into Jin's emerald eyes, which reflect her hardened expression.
"I'm going, darling".
Both stepped back, and Lucya walked toward the stage and was welcomed by a thunderous cheer from the crowds.
The arena shook with excitement, but the princess was still. Her sharp blue eyes were focused on the opponent before her.
Both stood dozens of meters from each other, and their gazes flickered with intense heat.
The Colosseum held its breath.
Then, Selene's cheerful voice broke the calm as she rose from her seat, pointing to the clear sky above.
