Wain and Erza did what the Spirits wanted them to do. They stepped onto the platform and began dancing under the flowers' rays of light. Wain, unlike Erza, moved unskillfully. Dancing always seemed to him a pointless activity, so Erza dominated, and he had to follow her.
The spirits sometimes helped Wain move correctly, but at these moments, Erza was speeding up sharply. It was as if she did not even want Wain to have a chance to be first.
"Great! Now the final movement!" Spirits exclaimed.
Erza smirked. She stepped close to Wain and gripped his arms tightly. Erza was about to toss him high up and gently catch him. It was very important for Inerian to show her superiority.
"Not so fast." Wain smiled as he abruptly took a step back.
Erza lost her balance for a moment, so she ended up in Wain's place. He tossed her up and gently caught her.
"That's much better. Don't you think so?" Wain approached Erza.
