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"Ahh yah!" Aina exclaimed, coordinating her kicks with her birds. Malika dodged every attack, effortlessly. Sending shock waves of claws towards Aina. Aina once again dodged, holding her side as a large mark appeared on her abdomen.

She watched as the blood trickled down her fingers and to the arena's ground. Malika stood there, covering the smirk forming on her mouth with her hand. Her mischievous eyes gleamed with malicious intent.

"Done already, are we?" Malika mocked, letting out a cocky laugh. Aina looked up at the woman with drooping eyes. The cut wasn't supposed to do this with her body. Her abdomen slowly became inflamed, as purple streaks appeared near the wound. Was she poisoned? She couldn't tell. However, the harder Malika laughed, the more Aina knew something was up. Something was very wrong.