Galen had never witnessed a more magnificent sight before in his life. His eyes, even with having trouble focusing, couldn't seem to rip themselves away from Lucy.
The narrowing of her chocolate brown orbs, the down turn of her pouty lips, the determination on her face. She was amazing. It was as if an angel had descended from the heavens, hearing his call and there to protect them.
Her whip finally managed to wrap around the beasts neck, pulling it towards her, delivering a powerful golden fist to the face. As the Wyvern sailed back, the nightly Titania, with swordsmanship that put the rumors surrounding her to shame, cut the dragon like creature to pieces.
The two women stood on top of their defeated foe, faces alight with victory. Lucy laughed, jumping up and down, before remembering him.
For Galen, it was love at first sight.
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