“The outcome is already obvious…… You failed.”
“……Shut up.”
Seria spat out her rebuttal, struggling to conceal her labored breathing.
Despite the signs of defeat growing ever more pronounced, her blue eyes still burned with a fierce light. Fierce enough to assert their presence even amid the flames beginning to spread throughout the area.
But the gap between the two was not so shallow that hatred alone could overturn it.
“You couldn’t protect anything.”
“I said…… shut…… up……!”
“If anything, all you did was cause trouble for everyone…… Do you even know what you are anymore?”
Scrrk.
Strength entered Seria’s grip as the two blades ground against each other. The heat in her blue eyes gradually settled into a bitter chill.
“What are you, exactly?”
No answer came.
Her hand merely tightened more violently around the sword hilt.
The two locked blades shared each other’s vibrations.
“The Academy loner? An instructor of Heavenly Sword Mountain? Or if you’re not even that…….”
Tawny eyes crossed a deep-blue gaze.
It was a sign that the deadlock was nearing its end. And the one who lit…