In the crowd, murmurs grew.
"They're better than half the royal guard."
"I've never seen someone at their level use water like that…"
"Did you see her anticipate Selene's warp step?!"
The tension was rising.
Neither girl was backing down. Neither had shown everything yet.
And the true battle was just beginning.
Selene stood with a thin line of blood running down her neck, one hand touching the wound while her other still gripped a trembling spatial blade.
Across from her, Iris stood poised and calm, katana's raised, her breathing perfectly steady.
The crowd of nobles had been murmuring until now—but they'd gone silent after that ice javelin.
After watching their princess get pinned down by such an orchestrated assault, even the most skeptical of guests found their mouths slightly open.
One noble leaned over to his companion. "She's… terrifying. Who would've guessed that the Dragon Emperor had two monstrous children?!."
