Come and Sleep

Valentina stood to one side with William's coat in her arms, watching silently. Not far away, William, dressed in a suit, was taking on multiple opponents alone. He had abandoned his usual chivalrous demeanor, and glints of sharpness flashed across his face. He fought with ruthless precision, his kicks swift and decisive. Although he was the leader of the God Armed Alliance and definitely possessed martial arts skills, he spent his days dressed in formal attire, entering and exiting large corporations, sitting in luxurious offices, signing contracts, discussing projects, and attending meetings. He likely didn't have much time to practice. However, this was not the case. His skills far exceeded what Valentina had expected, and in a real battle, he would be on par with Grey. Valentina's skills in both hand-to-hand combat and footwork were equally impressive, but she preferred to rely on her hands. On the other hand, William excelled in using his legs. Indeed, it would be a pity not to ma