BAM!
The sound of Souzane's rod striking the ground resonated a loud thud. She grinned at Aaron.
"You aren't just a pretty boy. You're smart too," she complimented the young man.
"Yes, I am the real leader of the bandits, Iron Souzane. And you, my pretty face, are going to pay for what you did to my little brother and my business."
"Huh?" Aaron blurted out. It seemed that with every word that Souzane spoke, he delved deeper into the sea of confusion.
First, her brother. Now, she is saying something about her business.
None of it was making sense to Aaron, but that was a matter for later. The current situation at hand required his focus.
Souzane continued to attack him with her staff relentlessly, striking as fast and as strongly as she could but every move of hers met an evasion from Aaron.
She hissed and straightened up. "Hmm, you are quick on your feet, but I don't see how you could have bested Muzane."
