Elena landed on the field with tall grasses, panting as she held her chest with her left hand. She collapsed and tried so hard not to faint and went all four to catch a breath, but then she heard a rustling sound behind her.
"You're a lot stronger than Mykel now, but that won't be enough to defeat me," Aevia looked at Elena with a cold expression. "It would be a waste to let you die, so I'm going to give you a choice," she suggested as she looked at her hands covered in bruises.
"Sparing Mykel's life in exchange for becoming your puppet? Don't make me laugh. Your way of thinking is so linear, so easy to read," she responded as she chuckled.