It should have been impossible.
Yet it was there, just beneath the surface, lurking behind those golden eyes.
Then, without warning, the change happened.
Liora barely had time to brace himself before it hit—the shift in her stance so sudden, so complete, that it felt like watching a different person entirely.
Her presence sharpened.
Her movements, already impossibly skilled, became something else—something refined, lethal.
A deadly elegance settled over her frame like a second skin, as though she had cast aside the last remaining restraint she had been holding onto. Before, she had been toying with him, testing him, measuring every step with practiced control.
Now?
Now she didn't just fight.
She dominated.
Liora felt it the second she moved.
