"Well, this was fun," Diana said, adjusting her golden armor. "Nothing like fighting water zombies and watching Grace disappear into the ocean for hours to make you appreciate dry land."
Grace's eyes drifted to the gap between Diana's armor plates where smooth skin peeked through. Diana had a body worth staring at, and today, Grace was finding it harder than normal not to do so.
"It wasn't exactly all that great for me either," Grace muttered, forcing herself to focus on folding bandages instead of Diana's body. "But at least nobody died."
Venus glided up beside them.
"Speak for yourself, darling. I had a lovely time with several very grateful villagers." She winked. "Stress relief is an essential service."
"Of course you did," Diana snorted. "Let me guess – that handsome fisherman with the arms? And probably his wife too."
Venus just smiled, neither confirming nor denying.
