Fighting spirit—the raw power

The wooden structure groaned under the force of Kaliyah’s crash, planks splintering as a gaping hole opened in its side. Dust and debris filled the air, the barn teetering as if deciding whether to collapse or not.

Hana stood still for a moment, her auras flaring in the aftermath.

***

Lady Kaliyah sat amidst the rubble of the barn, a hand resting on her chin as if pondering a trivial matter.

“Hmmm… Or might I have made a mistake?” she mused aloud, her crimson hair falling over her shoulder. A soft laugh escaped her lips as she glanced at where she was hit. “My ribs hurt, it’s been a while. My barrier flawlessly shielded me from that attack, but it seemed both I and the barrier were mistaken.

“Hehehe. Amusing. As I thought, Yao Lian is the real trouble here.”

Well of course she is! She’s the strongest of all!!

[What happened to your allegiance to Hana-chan?]