I hadn't fully realised earlier, but Ceres choice of weapon was a broad long sword this time, and last time.
But with a heavy dull sound, that same sword was stabbed into the sandy ground next to her, as Ceres approached me indifferently with her right fist pumped and clenched for me to see.
"This is enough."
A wry, and dry smile made it to my lips.
The difference in power between Ceres and i almost made the absence and difference of weapons nearly irrelevant.
'But still, isn't she underestimating me too much?'
I shuffled backwards slightly. Ceres coldly and indifferently approached me with unhurried steps, the cries and cheers of the audience from the spectators seat bathed her in glory and showered me with awl like words and swears.
"Well, Victor, you spoke a lot but now you have to put in a good performance." I tried psyching myself a little with empty words of encouragement.
