If Aurora had a face, it would have been displayed in clear disgust.
"Big boy?" she snapped inside Axel's head. "How dare she refer to you, a shadow imp, as a boy."
"Bloody hell. It's nothing, just something humans say when they're being playful..."
Aurora scoffed. She clearly refused to accept that explanation.
"You better not be planning on going easy on her just because she looks cute," she warned. "That girl is dangerous. There is a reason they call her Whiplash."
Axel didn't answer. His eyes stayed on the red-haired fighter standing across from him.
"Looks like the Red Imp is already stunned by his opponent's beauty!" the commentator mocked loudly, and the crowd laughed.
Axel ignored them. He had learned long ago that reacting to noise only made things worse.
The countdown appeared above the arena.
Ten.
Nine.
Eight.
At five, that familiar blue screen flashed in front of his eyes.
< [New Mission Generated: Defeat Whiplash in a brawl in under 5 minutes] >
