Raph had gotten back up, brimming with energy.
While Ciara glared at him, her body still floating in the air.
"You have to try harder than that, Ciara". Raph said, his lips curled into a smirk as he walked forward.
Swinging his sword around and adjusting his arms, his gaze fixed on her.
"That can't be all, Surely ?".
He sighed deeply as he charged at her with great speed. He jumped into the air, leaving a crater on the glacial and swung his sword from his side, ready to strike her.
Ciara had other plans. Though she was aware that this would greatly reduce her mana, she had no other choice.
She wanted to win. No, she needed to win, not for her mother but for herself. If not, it would feel like she lost to his words. She wasn't being biased about her hatred for men.
