"Don't think you're so high and mighty, now that you chose to nerf yourself!" He scowled, his fingers spread out in front of him as his brows knitted together.
Lumina could only picture a wolf who had lost its lunch on the gesticulations that Arion showcased.
'Who says I need my gift to win?' She raised a brow at him.
"What can I say? I had to lower myself to your level, I'm just trying to be considerate." She shrugged, sidestepping as she quickly reacted to his sneak attack.
"But it seems even that isn't appreciated." She let out a sigh of disappointment.
"You are nothing without your gift!" Arion retorted.
Clenching her hands in tight fists, she had a sly grin, as she gave him the cold eye. "You know, there's a difference between being an upper rank jerk and being one who knows how to fight!"
Creating a shield of smoke around him, he used the momentum to create a whirlwind and the wind from it to push her back and send her flying.
Trundle!
