The brilliant light from the flame that shot through above burned the air, and it permeated its heat toward the surrounding place. Everyone in the place gulped their saliva, looking at the flame that kept standing in the Arena, coloring their eyes with bright orange color.
Tiara thought it was a bit excessive, but she couldn't help it herself; her feelings that had been bottled up all these years burst apart the moment she had a chance to talk with Leon, even though it couldn't be called a conversation.
However, the longing feelings from her childhood began to resurface, as did the unexplainable things he did to her. Also, the frustration that she couldn't be accepted into Class A made her irritation level spike up until she threw the Magic toward him without reserve.
