It's unrealistic to expect a young woman, clad in armor stained with blood and dust, her face marred by grime and fatigue, to be graced with the scent of flowers. Of course, even if she were weary from travel, she wouldn't appear disheveled in the slightest. Underneath her neatly styled golden bob lay a face with sharp features and eyes that glowed an impossible crimson red for any normal Earthling. Full of life yet piercingly sharp, she was indeed a striking beauty.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,"This place is too open, we can't engage in battle here! Lieutenant Mondersen!" The one who originally wanted to ditch his "superior officer" was still chattering away, just now he'd switched targets to a similarly clad middle-aged man wearing an old-style power armor suit.。