Steadying herself, Ziv watched Malcoda with a mixture of awe and pity. He looked so imposing, strong and cocky. But there was something changed about him as well. He seemed like a lesser version of himself. Still, Ziv did not let that fool her into underestimating him. There was a reason he had been a chosen favorite by Hades.
Stretching her muscles, she got herself ready for defeating the elder. It was going to be difficult, and she would sustain a lot of injury. But Hades had chosen her, and she would not let him down. That wasn't an option. "Majster si nemyslel, že niekto bol hodný misie", she told him proudly. "Vybral si ma, aby som vás lovu."