Lucy stood amidst the shattered remains of the lava golems, her Volcanic Dragon Claws still radiating with fiery energy, casting an orange glow over the wreckage.
Her chest heaved with effort, beads of sweat rolling down her brow, but a playful smirk danced across her lips. She wiped her face casually, tossing a glance over her shoulder toward Lucas.
"That was almost... too easy," Lucy said, her voice light and teasing, as if the battle had been nothing more than a game. Her eyes sparkled with amusement, her confidence unmistakable.
Lucy's smirk widened as she flexed her glowing claws, the heat from them causing the air around her to shimmer.
"These lava golems are barely worth my time," she said with a grin, her tone dripping with nonchalance. "If they think a few rocks covered in lava will stop me, they clearly don't know who they're dealing with."
