"Aren't you a mage? Then fight like one and not like a barbarian!" Ordering Haruki around was the mistress of darkness, standing tall in front of his fallen frame.
Struck down for the third time tonight, he already felt like giving up since the disparity in their powers was too much to overcome in one night.
"This is the second time you pulled me into the abyss to spar…" planting the tip of his saber on the ground, Haruki struggled back onto his feet and looked right at Asmodia. "What's with the sudden urgency to train me? Is there something that I need to know?"
Fanning the golden flames off of her hands, Asmodia gave Haruki an uninterested look. She knew he would eventually catch up with her desperation for growth, but this was much sooner than expected.
