Mithos' thoughts upon seeing the strange blue haired girl with gold wings was '[i]...why is she barely wearing any clothes in a combat situation? [/i]' Without Bethel setting all of his nerves of fire, his body was starting to recover from what she put it through, although he was still visibly drained from the ordeal. '[i]Just what is going on here!? Who are all these strange women that keep appearing. I'm the only one available to save her my ass! Was I sent here simply to have my mind invaded!?[/i]' As he was thinking that, Mithos struggled to get to his feet.