"Morgan, I think you should give up," said Eden, holding his saber firmly, the blue blade flickering intermittently in response to his Aura. Across from him,
"Yeah," he gritted his teeth.
"I give up." He repeated and was immediately teleported to the infirmary, leaving Eden annoyed, facing a smiling Ingrid, arms crossed, her fiery eyes gleaming with a bestial, battle-hungry glow.
"Do you think you can do whatever you want?" Eden raised an eyebrow, irritated. In his opinion, it was probably a noble targeting his friend. "I don't know who you hate, but I don't like your arrogant expression."
Ingrid burst into laughter.
"It's not an arrogant expression." She spread her arms, her retractable claws glinting in the light. "It's more that I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."
Then, in an explosion of flame,
*Drakonic Rush*
