On the arena, watching Zayne dodge without attacking, Nia clenched her teeth.
Humiliation filled her pretty face.
"Zayne, is dodging all you can do?"
Nia spoke through gritted teeth.
To her, Zayne's refusal to attack was deliberate humiliation.
It felt like a powerful old beast teasing a helpless lamb.
"Is there a rule saying I cannot dodge?" Zayne shrugged.
"Fine. Then let me see how long you can keep dodging."
"Crimson Flame Sea."
Nia shouted sharply.
Her long hair lifted without wind.
In an instant, the arena turned scorching hot.
The temperature climbed rapidly.
Flames erupted around her body.
They shone with a dazzling crimson gold glow.
It was a shocking sight.
The crimson gold flames spread outward.
They formed a vast sea of fire that closed in on Zayne.
Zayne frowned slightly and began moving side to side.
The fire raged violently.
Yet Zayne flowed through it with ease.
His movements were incredibly smooth.
Every dodge was precise.
