Nistar licked the blood off his nose, looking at Amelin with heavy breathing and flushed face, sporting a bizarrely happy smile. "That punch was amazing, I almost lost my head literally."
"Hey Amelin, you'd better go a bit harder on her or it's going to be a long fight... But not to the point of decapitating her; there's a magic I discovered that I want to try," Edward said, grabbing the brothers by the collar of their black clothes, tossing one onto the other and freezing them, then sitting beside the ice cube.
"Oh..." Nistar looked at Edward with deep admiration. "Hahaha, so you were the guy who defeated my weaker brother... Wow, I didn't know you were so incredible; I'll let you fight with me too."
Before Nistar could continue speaking, the atmosphere in the area seemed to grow heavier, and within seconds, Amelin's left hand had grabbed Nistar's head, muffling his mouth, and slammed it into the ground, creating a small crater.
