Isadora was done with this crazy couple.
If she thought the wife was crazy to ask for a match right after advancement to rank 7, the husband was asking when he just hit rank 5!
Crazy!
Absolutely crazy!
Thinking that she might have to spend who knows how long with these two, Isadora wanted to bash her head into a tree.
"Good work, girls." Varian grabbed his severed left arm and fixed it back in place nonchalantly. "Call me when you fight again."
Sarah had a distressed expression watching him limp away with a straight back.
Isadora looked at her lovesickness and cursed inwardly. 'You idiot! You're the one who cut his arm!'
Sarah thought Varian was teaming up with her. She was wrong. Varian fought both of them and both of them fought him.
It was an absolutely mess and things got out of hand as they pushed each other to absolute limits. Isadora's chances of winning against Sarah hit zero when Varian joined.
