In front of the majestic hand that formed from a flame afloat above in mid-air while being controlled by a single girl with sheer determination in her eyes, even Leon slightly faltered looking at it.
Leon gulped his saliva to moisten his parched throat; even he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Tiara, who used to play with him ever since he was little and was avoided by him, has already grown into this state.
A clattering sound reverberated in his ears. He lifted the corner of his mouth because he understood where that sound came from. "I am trembling!" Leon muttered.
He focused his attention on his hand, then tightly gripped the sword hilt. He prepared his stance while facing the enormous flame sword that seemed to slice through the sky.
However, rather than being afraid, he felt a bit excited to see what the battle outcome would be. Leon also found it strange because he knows best that he is not this type of person at all.
