Marionette was hesitant to engage in a battle with her father. He was, after all, much more skilled than her. However, she doesn't doubt that with her current strength, she would be able to easily tear apart his robot body.
But...
That would be only if she would be able to harm him at all in this engagement.
Marionette drew her right foot forward before bending forward and dashing towards him with extreme speed as she enhanced her body with mana.
Marek, watching as his daughter sprinted towards him, noticed the traces of mana that had been activated in the air. He remembered that Marionette had achieved the second tier.
"L-... Let's see if you've been getting rusty... No abilities allowed."
He moved towards her as well, swiftly dodging a rapid jab towards the centre of his face. And before Marionette could follow up her attack, her father had shot a jab of his own, quickly counterattacking.