Aisha was doing her best not to get distracted. But every second of peace and normality in the kitchen, she feared Mare was going to suddenly blast her with wind magic. Her eyes darted over to the demoness, and she noted that Mare was chopping vegetables with lightning speed.
"Woohoo! Go Mare, go Aisha!" Seth whooped in excitement. "But honestly speaking, Aisha will no doubt win this! Don't get sidetracked, Aisha! I am banking on you, but Mare might suddenly beat you with a one in a million miracle."
"Lord 7th, you hurt my feelings!" Mare said with a whine on the other side, "How could you not side with your own assistant?"
"Aisha's cooking is the best!" Seth yelled back to Mare, "Just accept it, Mare."
