I had expected the modifications to make her stronger, but I hadn't anticipated that she would adapt to them so naturally. Most people would probably need considerable time to adjust to such a drastic change in their bodies, especially when it involved something as important as their dominant arm.
Eris, however, moved as though she had been born with it.
She hadn't said a single word since our battle began, and her expression remained almost completely unchanged. Looking at her face, I couldn't even tell whether she felt anything about the situation we were in.
It was as though she had no emotional attachment to the battle whatsoever.
That bothered me more than I wanted to admit.
I took a deep breath before suddenly dashing toward her, putting as much strength as I could into my legs as I pushed myself forward. The force generated by my soles was surprisingly good, and my body felt considerably lighter as I accelerated toward her.
