'It seems my reign of terror has ended,' Noah thought resting his back on the walls of the expansive cream-painted room. His mouth opened to reveal an excited grin, but the door leading into the room opened to allow the lady come in.
"You're already fully healed," she exclaimed with a smile that Noah found not pleasurable. "I guess they sent you knowing you'll be able to withstand my attacks, at least for a bit. You're still too weak to be considered among the best. Nevertheless, you are capable of getting there," she explained sitting cross-legged on the floor.
Limiting himself to remain silent, Noah fixed his gaze on her, before a question entered his mind, one he didn't hesitate to voice.
"What was that spell or technique?" He inquired of her.
