Elara knew one thing for sure. The woman before her was powerful, utterly powerful. She gave her the same feeling her father gave—a feeling of pure dread, as if just speaking against them would mean her death.
Her motives scared her, as she didn't know anything about them. If such a woman decided to target them, there was no way they would be able to survive. Luckily, she seemed to have no intentions of killing her, not yet at least.
'V, I hope you don't lose there,' Elara thought, as she used the hammer to sit properly. 'I will come back alive from here.'
"So, you think I'm a True Warrior and I would have killed you for prioritising your loved ones?" Athena asked.
"No, you would have killed me because I gave up without even trying my best," Elara chuckled. "I know that because I would do the same in your place."