After sending Ignis away, Arthur ventured deeper into the forest, casually cutting down any goblins or gnolls that crossed his path.
Just then—
SWOOSH!
Arthur instinctively leaped to the side as a dagger whizzed past him, piercing the air before embedding itself in the spot where he had stood just a second ago.
His gaze snapped to the source of the attack.
A familiar girl stood alone, gripping a cane.
Akira Frost.
"We've met before, haven't we?" she asked, her cold blue eyes locking onto him.
"Not exactly, but we are classmates," Arthur replied, dusting off his sleeves. "So, why the sudden attack?"
"We're competitors, aren't we?" Akira shrugged, completely unfazed. "Besides, I didn't expect you to dodge that so easily."
Arthur smirked. "And yet, you showed yourself right after. Aren't you being a little too relaxed?"
