The training ground, normally filled with the sounds of blades clashing and shouts of instruction, was now plunged into a deafening silence.
The surrounding trees swayed gently in the wind, but the four in the center were in a field of tension that seemed to suffocate even the air.
Strax stood in the same place, his posture relaxed, but his eyes... those black abysses as if they had absorbed their own light radiated something primitive and dominant. "I've just shown you that, in this game you're trying to play with me, the rules aren't dictated by you." Her voice was lower, but it carried a strength that made the sisters tremble.
Daniela stepped forward, trying to regain control of the situation. "Strax, do you think you can just... dominate us like that? That's not how it works!" Despite the challenging words, there was hesitation in her voice, and she seemed to be struggling to keep her composure as the heat in her body grew.
