"Not much left," I admitted, pushing my glasses up. Miura smiled before she drew a short script in the air and fired bolts at me, which I dodged. I realized that she would need quite some time to draw a script for a curse, which was too slow – allowing me to dodge easily – so she didn't bother with it. Or perhaps she was saving it for when she could cast it on me when she caught me off guard.
I didn't know and I really didn't want to find out either. I definitely didn't want to be on the receiving end of her curses, that's for sure.
