The Curse Alpha's Son
I joined in with a warm smile, appreciating their light-hearted banter.
"So, is that your way of saying my skills are better than yours?" Cadence asked, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips.
Tania's eyes narrowed playfully, her competitive spirit refusing to back down. With her spare hand confidently resting on her waist, she prepared her retort. "No way, Cadence. Your skills may have improved, but they're still no match for mine. I didn't even give everything I had during our sparring session. Your reliance on Dad's movements without incorporating your own improvements is holding you back."
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