Tiffaney danced back, dodging the direct strikes from the heir roof of the world. With sharp fist and kicks, there was clear formality in his movements. Tiffaney who had direct combative and combat experience smoothly moved back, bringing her hands up to cover her face.
"It was a joke, I am Tiffaney Rosewood!" Crying out Tiffaney hadn't expected the person to overreact so much. It had been to test the waters and the heir was left with significant churn.
"A likely ruse!"
Refusing to believe he continued to swing hands and feet at the heir. Tiffaney tolerated this for a few rounds, staying ahead of the person by constantly shuffling around him instead of meeting him head on.
