Watching the raging fire of hostility and war, you could only stand on the balcony and look at the many victims lying on the flat asphalt. Sympathy for people who did not want to fight, but these are not the feelings that the whip hybrid will allow you to experience. The other hybrids continued to fight, killing humanity, but the whip hybrid remained by your side allowing you to look down on the others.

Your lover covered your bare shoulders with her coat, she stood behind you pressed tightly against your back, her hands slowly stroking your forearms.

"You'll catch a cold if you stand in the fresh air for so long."

The whip hybrid speaks into your ear with her tenderness, which she revealed only to you. Her gaze slowly falls on the outer city, which was suffering in agony, but this only amused her. She was delighted to be on the god level with her lover.