**Baaam!**
Hina's fist connected with the man's face.
The impact sent him flying until he crashed into the walls of the arena.
Silence enveloped the entire place, with the soldiers all carrying the same shocked expression.
How could a girl such as the one standing before them have made such a powerful attack?
It was nearly hard to believe.
Right in the center of the arena stood Hina, her gaze fixed on the growing dust, her eyes still carrying the same rage-filled green glow.
"Interesting..." Count Velmo said to himself as he observed the scene. "Very interesting..."
And though Alaric noticed this, he still maintained a calm facade, showing little to no reaction.
'Since when was Hina this strong? Did Lord Alaric...' Ava looked at her master. 'Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he did. He does whatever he wants these days. As long as she's safe, I guess he's willing to do anything.'
Suddenly—
