Serene's POV
The disappointment I felt after my defeat was beyond words. Although I had prior training I was still no match for Zeph. He was exceptional and he proved it. We relied too much on our magic and, therefore, were no match with Folkels in non-magic combat. I was gonna be a laughing stock after he handed my ass to me in that duel.
I glanced up at him as he was standing a few feet from me with his friend, with a perfect smile on his face. His silky hair bit messy from the duel, which he was trying to straighten with his hands. His nose was bruised from where I hit him with my head. I felt bad looking at his wound. It wasn't my intention to hurt him but it was a duel and just like him, I wanted to win. How could someone be so damn perfect, only if he had a better attitude as well and wasn't so smug?
