The emperor announced this with a smile on his lips and folded his arms in excitement.
Ayana turned to Yennefer, and their gazes met at the same time.
A smirk crept up on Ayana's face and confused as to why she suddenly smirked, Yennefer arched her brow at her.
"Why are you smirking?" She asked, and Ayana chuckled softly.
"None of your business." She replied, and Yennefer slightly nodded her head at her.
"I see." She cackled and gripped the hilt of her sword.
"Feels quite heavy." She said to herself and swung it, ready to battle with Ayana, and Ayana, who saw the clumsiness behind the way she held the sword, raised her brow at her.
"Are you kidding me?" She asked, but knowing that that was not the time to bother, she rushed towards Yennefer and their swords clashed.
However, for some unknown reason, Yennefer felt this tremble in her hands, almost as if the swords had nearly split her palm in two.
