"Good girl," Fang noted silently, watching her move through the ranks. He was genuinely impressed. From the outside, Berry projected an image of kindness and almost fragile cuteness—a front that led many to underestimate her.
But after fighting alongside her through the height of the monster tide, Fang had realised she was one of the most efficient masters in William's inner circle.
She wasn't the type to scream for help or throw herself into a reckless display of bravado. In fact, she never placed herself in a disadvantageous position to begin with. She moved through the battlefield with strategic steps, always picking the path that offered the most impact with the least unnecessary risk.
Fang had initially expected her to ask him to lead the entire army or shoulder the heaviest burden of the frontline. Instead, she had assigned him a highly mobile team of elite masters, effectively designating him as a firefighter group with the help of William's ten monsters.
