Her eyes trembled before the circle of black flames that swirled on Northern's sides.
Northern's eyes opened, diverting into two, and without warning, he plunged forward.
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of her, hurling the spear from below.
The lady, with her eyes shaking with disbelief, staggered back and belatedly pushed her upper back lower to allow the attack to slip past her upwards.
Northern immediately rebounded his attack, twisting in an unnatural manner and bringing it back down.
But faster than him, the lady threw a kick—which he had to jump away from mid-attack.
The lady thought she had finally given space. But she hadn't even breathed before Northern drifted back to her front like a persistent mosquito.
He lunged a thrust towards her in that same moment, but reacting reflexively, her spear deflected it upwards.
Northern's hand was already shooting towards her, cloaked in the black flames.
