Chapter Twenty-One.

Himari’s POV.

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Kitra’s body skids five-foot away and I flip my body into a straight stance. Ciel bulges his eyes out and gapes his jaw, and Zorien hoods his gaze with a keen concentration on me. I manage a smirk at them, getting bouncy on my feet to see Kitra groaning into a rise.

“You wench! How dare you!”

She’s destabilized from the defeat just now, unable to coordinate her offense and driving only on her anger as she comes delivering reckless strikes at me.

With the help of the bouncy steps I learned from my dad, it’s so easy to evade all her flimsy attacks and deal a wicked blow to her jaw that sends her back to the floor with a thud and a painful yelp.

“You should put that energy into strategizing your next moves properly, and not drafting unnecessary large strikes that put you at a disadvantage” I come to stand above her panting and wincing form with arms crossed. And wow, that did help get some weight off my body.

“M-Mari, where did you learn to fight like that?” A