Just then, Grandmama added,
"Chronos, aren't you pretty good at long range as well?"
Grandmama's voice echoed with excitement.
"How about the three of you have a competition? The one who lands the most decisive strike wins!"
Chronos, exhausted from the relentless battle, sighed and rolled his eyes in resignation.
Fatigue weighed heavily on his shoulders, but he couldn't resist the allure of a friendly contest.
He glanced at Sophia, whose playful pinch on his arm nudged him further.
Chronos sighed and rolled his eyes,
"But… I'm kinda tired…"
Chronos protested, his voice tinged with hesitation.
Sophia, ever the playful sister, pinched Chronos's arm with a mischievous grin. Her eyes sparkled with a mix of amusement and encouragement as she playfully countered,
" You won't even have to move! How bout this, if the enemy comes close, big sister will protect you…"
