"Acknowledge my effort?" she said through gritted teeth, her voice trembling.
"Am I so weak that you'll just pity me? You didn't even try to fight back."
A forced smile appeared on her lips, trying to hide the pain she felt.
Her obsession wasn't just about winning; she wanted him to respect her enough to actually fight her, not just keep dodging.
For someone like her, his refusal to fully engage was more insulting and painful than any physical injury. It was easier to heal the body than to mend the heart and mind, after all.
"Stop it," Reign said, shaking his head.
But she refused to give up, despite being exhausted and knowing she couldn't win.
The fact that he had caught her blade barehanded proved the gap between them was as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.
"I can still keep fighting," she said, her grip tightening on the dagger. Determined to make him take actions, she charged at him again
