The Prodigy Of The Blade (Part 2)

Olivia's attacks were all dodged effortlessly, no matter how much she increased her speed – as every lingering moment that passed felt like hell to her, Zarchary toyed with her speed, his wide grin growing ever wider with each attack he dodged.

'It's as if he's playing with me,' Olivia thought while she gritted her teeth, the muscles in her legs tensed and her eyes widened – sparkling with intensity as soul energy shrouded them, Zarchary raised an eyebrow at the youth and smiled.

"Taking me with your full strength huh?" Zarchary asked, jumping backward a bit. Olivia didn't mind the space between them, her body shooting forward and turning into one with the wind itself – Zarchary extended a single finger forward, defending against the sword strike that came down… the sword and Zarchary's finger clashed and Olivia's slash was stopped mid-air much to her surprise.