A resounding clash of steel sounded in the training room of the Fenix mansion; Mu Xue's beautiful, thin sword clashed with Asura's lance for the hundredth time today, a flash of blue magic fluttering as she created small patches of ice to glide across the floor.
Otherwise, she couldn't match his physical speed. Mu Xue knew that Asura's speed exceeded hers, but how quickly he caught up to her shocked her, and now regretted holding back her breakthrough.
She didn't expect to be suppressed so badly now and wondered: when had Asura gained such control over his aura, body, and magic? How did he close the gap so fast?
"Don't lose focus!" Asura lectured Mu Xue with a strong lance strike that nearly pierced her heart, the force of the black flames flickering from the blade causing her ice to melt.
'Eh!?'
