It had been a truly long time.
Wondering what on earth Celine was thinking.
Thwack!
The wooden sword was flying through the air.
At least, the scene Leto witnessed for the first time was like that. Why Celine, who should be in the backyard, was in the front yard raised various questions, but they soon disappeared.
Because Celine was wearing an expression he had never seen before.
The amber eyes gritting her teeth and burning with fighting spirit were not something a ‘empty human’ would have. Had the hands gripping the wooden sword ever looked this desperate?
An upward slash straight out of a textbook.
A posture practiced thousands, tens of thousands of times doesn’t lie. Despite the difference in build, Celine’s wooden sword sent the boy’s wooden sword soaring high into the sky.
That said, there was no way the boy would just take it lying down.
Thud.
The boy’s kick, as he stumbled back, struck Celine’s solar plexus directly.
“Ugh!”
With a…