Varocious Atroscity, known to all as Your Kindness, stood at the center of the training ground after the battle with Julius, her presence both radiant and unsettling. Her eyes—oh, her dark abyssal eyes that felt like drowning in a bottomless ocean—still shone with a comfort beyond measure. Her voice was so smooth, so otherworldly, that no human could produce such a sound.
"O' mine own kind judge, Subaru, thou who art kind beyond measure," she began, her tone soft yet resonant, as though it could stir the very soul. "What sayeth thy heart? Shall the weight of their transgressions be lifted by mine boundless mercy?"
Subaru Natsuki stood before her, the raven-haired boy still in shock at what had just transpired: a small girl who had defeated the knight of knights without even moving from her starting position, her colossal sword hanging on her back as if it weighed no more than a feather.
Her question hung between them, heavy with implication.
Varocious tilted her head, her smile both tender and enigmatic, as if she already knew the answer yet delighted in watching him wrestle with it. "Speak, mine judge," she urged, her voice a melody of patience. "Let thy verdict shape their fate.''