"Hyaahh!"
The cadet shouted as he swung out a flaming circle towards the senior, who dodged it with ease and dashed forward before throwing a fist at the first-year cadet's guts.
This wasn't the first, second or third time he was receiving a hit. Blood was already oozing down his mouth as he fell to his knees, but he quickly pushed himself upwards again.
Just when he was about to dash out again, Elevora parted her way through the crowd and held his shoulder.
"That's enough, stand down," She said with a solemn tone while staring at the senior.
At first, the cadet tried pulling himself from her grip, but when he heard her voice, his eyes widened, and he turned around to stare at her with a surprised expression.
He realised that her grip was actually so powerful that he couldn't even move an inch forward.
"You should be ashamed of not only sparring with a junior cadet, but also going this far," She voiced out while walking to his front.
