The older man dashed forward while gripping the sword tightly in his hand, and the younger woman braced herself, quickly unsheathing her katana.
The sudden illumination of sparks playfully danced as they flew from the scraping collision of the two blades.
Jolene Aurora was pushed back, despite meeting the attack perfectly, and the anxiety that seemed to overwhelm her mind just could not fade away as she weakly stared straight into the eyes of her father, Hitaju Aurora.
Her instincts naturally told her to run away from this fight, to flee, and to never return. Yet, that was impossible to do here.
After all, there was only so much land that she currently stood on to escape.
"Have you trained hard enough to defend yourself against my lashings, darling?" the man scornfully said, causing her to shudder. "Let me see for myself, Jolene!"
