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"I... I promise you... we will defeat you next time... so be prepared." Marsha said, struggling with her words.
I smiled at her.
She was truly brave, and she reminded me of someone close to me who was just like her. Someone who wouldn't stop until they got what they wanted.
For someone from a minor clan, she wasn't weak, which made me look forward to facing her again.
"Then I'll see you at the entrance ceremony....and don't worry, you and your brother aren't weak. You were just unlucky to face me. If we get the chance, let's fight again. I know you're stronger than some members of the major clans, so prove yourself first. Show that you're truly strong, and if you manage to reach my level, then let's be friends."
She glared at me before closing her eyes. She didn't even try to fight back, as if she had already accepted her defeat.
