Arad and Gojo stood inside the strategy room, both of them looking at the eerie map.
Arad wore his black armor, standing ready to tank a lot of damage and stall for time. He'll need to make sure their encounter with Alexander lasts as long as they need to exhaust him. And he must never think of this as a fight or a battle. If he did, he'd just be feeding the god more power.
Gojo didn't look that worried in his fancy white robe made from the woven silky hair of ancient yeties. The stunning robe was made especially for him by the best hands in his kingdom, using the rarest materials he could find, those that could empower his magic.
The fabric was brined in pure mana water, and the golden decorations are, in fact, woven from Lucy's blond hair. Even the red roses embroidered on the sleeves and neck collar were painted in that color using his blood mixed with Lucy's divine blood.
