'What the hell is he smiling about?'
Mira narrowed her eyes as Jack stood across from her, grinning like he knew something she didn't.
'And a pistol? Why? His profile says he's a close-combat fighter and wasn't supposed to use weapons. A newly awakened who didn't graduate from any academy…' She thought, 'Is there more to him than what's written?'
Mira exhaled sharply and her grip tightened on the iron baton.
Mira prepared his iron baton as he analyzed Jack, but just gave up due to the lack of information.
'Well, whatever. I planned to make an example out of him up close and gain more supporters… and if he changed his fighting style, he's bound to be unfamiliar with it himself.'
Her confidence surged.
'He's two years older, but a new awakener. I've been awakened for four years. Someone like him could never beat someone like me. I already won before it even began!'
On the other side, Jack kept that small, infuriating smile.
