''Hello… my name is Alaric.'' Alaric waved his hand to greet the scar-faced girl, yet she just nodded coldly before answering.
''Dana.''
Alaric sheathed his wooden sword and asked, ''What kinda weapon are you gonna use?''
Dana blinked for a moment, glanced at the weaponshelf, and randomly picked one.
A wooden sword—just like Alaric's.
Without hesitation, she disappeared from her spot and lunged toward him. Alaric was astonished by her sudden move.
The first clash began.
Surely, she completely overwhelmed him. After realizing how weak Alaric was, she started to intentionally decrease the intensity of her strikes.
A hint of disappointment showed on her face as she said, ''You can't beat Phyllis with such low power.''
Alaric managed to block and deflect her blows, minimizing damge from her successful hits.
Well—a one-sided fight.
With a swift lightning-like kick downward that forced Alaric to step back, Dana leaped into the air and landed gracefully.
