Astrid was walking toward Karina with a grin on her face. But her walk told a completely different story.
She was moving like a drunkard, every step carrying the weight of the pain she had endured and the breaking she had gone through.
Her body was begging her to stop. Her muscles had already filed their resignation letter.
But despite all of it, something was keeping her moving. Something that had nothing to do with mana or stamina or physical strength.
She created a Barbed Whip using her magic. The weapon materialized in her hand, thorned edges glinting under the lights of arena.
"You look a bit lost, senior." She dragged the spiked end across the ground as she walked, the scraping sound filling the silence between them. "Should I bring you back to your senses? Or would you prefer I end this right now with the promised one hit?"
She played with the whip lazily.
