mix up. You noticed this him unusual situations. In a situation as absurd as perhaps the one he was currently in ...

After a few attempts to drive the shadows out of his sight, Noel stared hard at his adversary's face. At exactly this moment the young woman's hand let go of him and he landed with his back on the dusty floor, found himself fixed by two ice-blue eyes that looked down at him.

"You're not passed out after all. Well," said Lightning in a calm voice. "What's next? Do I actually have to kill you in order not to run the risk that you will try to kill me?"

"You probably will, because I won't leave you alone. I'll take every chance to keep fighting you to create a new future."

"Hmpf ...", the young woman only made while she screwed up her eyes a little and looked at him sharply.

"But before you release me as soon as possible ...", Noel said and looked with genuine curiosity into Lightning's calm eyes. A calm, which it seemed to him, was beginning to pass over to him too, filled him with a faint, unknown feeling of warmth. Probably the long-awaited peace of death, which enveloped his senses, if he did not finally find the necessary will to get up, the strength to fight on and to pursue his dream."Will you tell me what your real name is?"