Halia grabbed a pair of boxing gloves that were lying around and casually put them on. She then tied her long black hair into a bun and climbed into the boxing ring. Even if the Captain's skills hadn't been transferred to her, she had done some boxing when she was in the police academy, so the ring was not an unfamiliar place for her.
Marissa smirked and climbed into the other side of the ring as she glared arrogantly at Halia from the corner of her eyes.
A crowd quickly gathered around to watch the fight. Some whispered and laughed at Halia, while others watched quietly.
"She's not even dressed properly, is she for real? Who is she?" one of the women sneered.
"I saw her come in with Emerson. She must be some high-class socialite princess that thinks this is a game," another woman laughed.
Halia ignored the comments and stretched her arms and legs calmly. This was far from a game.
At that moment, Emerson climbed up beside her. "Are you sure about this?" he asked worriedly.
