Sini glared coldly at Storm, her eyes full of hostility.
"What kind of look is that, little girl?" He sensed a hint of animosity from her and asked coldly.
"Hmph!" Sini snorted and suddenly struck.
Boom!
Storm was caught off guard, unable to react in time, and was sent flying across the arena.
He was furious. "I don't hit women, don't push your luck!"
"Don't hit women?" Sini's eyes twitched as she recalled the white-haired woman who had been smashed into a bloody mess by this guy's hammer on the arena.
It was this treacherous bastard who had caused her to lose over a hundred magic cores—and most importantly, that USB drive.
Dark, ethereal energy surged around her as she charged at Storm, unarmed and furious.
"Still coming at me!" Storm was also enraged, his voice cold as he said, "Today, I'll teach you a lesson, you arrogant little brat."
Noticing that Sini had no weapon, he tossed his giant war hammer aside.