Chapter 213: Playtime's Over
There was one part Orion miscalculated though — the part where he failed to take into consideration that Sophia used two weapons.
He realized it too late, just as a dagger flew from her hands. It moved with a silent whoosh, and if not for the fact that Orion had Noctis — his wolf spirit sharpening his reflexes — he would have missed it. The dagger was quick, cutting a clean line through his sleeve.
He should have been annoyed for letting his guard down, but instead, he was impressed that she'd managed to pull something like that off.
The grin on his face widened — a slow, appreciative thing that told the watching crowd he liked the improv. The dagger had missed by a whisper, that hairbreadth margin that made the trainees collectively hold their breath.
The same ones who had judged her group earlier, saying they wouldn't stand a chance, were now completely silent, watching with rapt attention.
