Cole raised one of his blades just in time to deflect the strike aimed at his head, the sharp clang of metal ringing through the air as steel met steel.
The force behind Cecilia's swing was no joke, yet Cole barely seemed to notice the impact.
His strength was beyond anything she had encountered before — unnatural, even.
The blow hadn't made him flinch, and his grip on his sword remained steady, it was as if the entire exchange had been a casual greeting.
"Is that all?" Cole's voice was smooth, laced with a hint of amusement.
His cocky smile didn't falter.
After all, not everyone could boast of strength like his. Even with Cecilia's enhanced abilities, Cole was something else entirely.
Cecilia stepped back, her silver hair whipping around her as she tightened her grip on her sword. Her eyes narrowed.
'I have to do better than this,' She thought.