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Benedetta had to raise her eyebrows when someone said that she and Granger, The Invincible Marksman in the Land Of Dawn, are siblings, or even worse...
Twins
She scoffed. She was sure that she doesn't have any relatives. She was raised as an only child as far she remembers.
Brody - her closest companion - had argued that the two of them indeed have many similarities. One, they both have jet black hair and some streaks of white hair. Two, both have a scar across their eye. Three, they will cut your throat once you mess with them.
Benedetta glared at the last sentence. Unfortunately, that was not the last proof Brody has.
"And lastly, you two share the same taste in outfits. Dark colored. Really? You sure you're not his sister?" Brody simply teased. It's been a while for them to banter casually.
Another pair of Benedetta's eyes rolling again at his ridiculous sentence.
Just because we have the same hairstyle and aura, doesn't mean we're relatives or shit.
The Shadow Ranger never meet him in person, let alone see a glimpse of him. She thinks it's a waste of time for her just to find her gender bent counterpart.
Brody also added they weren't exactly the same. He uses a gun with guitar case, while Bene uses Alecto, her blade.
But even if she looks reluctant to admit it, a small part of her wants to see this Granger, and maybe have a small stalk with him.