An infatuated smile bloomed on her face as she watched Leon valiantly fighting against her own allies.
In her eyes, Leon was like a stunning warrior. Every move he executed was exquisite, his red-blood hair dancing as the blood of the enemy painted the blade of his sword.
His crystal blue eyes shined brightly like a sunny sky, not tainted by any gloom. It was as if he could not even see defeat in his eyes.
'This is the man worthy of me!' Rachana excitedly thought as she watched the battle unfold.
The more she watched from where she was resting, the more her desire for him grew. She really wanted him!
A smile bloomed on her lips, it was particularly bizarre to see it in her injured state. It was not a smile of a young girl in love, but that of an obsessed woman eager to fight to the death to get the man.
