Alvin's lips twitched as he looked at the woman, wondering if he was dreaming or something. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Elara's eyes gleaming with something unrecognizable.
But from the bond, he sensed some emotions leaking out of her. 'Was it thrill and excitement?'
'Is she that happy to fight this woman?' Alvin glanced at Hela and frowned.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Daemon staggered towards the duo, dragging his withered body. "We are still in the middle of the assessment, and the more time you waste, the lower the chances of you reaching the end in the shortest time will be."
"No problem at all!" Hela laughed with pride evident on her face, the air around her twisting as she took a step forward. "Having a great battle is enough of an award for me."
"Come on, no need to be shy now." With a kick to the ground, Hela jumped into the air; her body shone under purple lights in the sky, and the light glimmered on her raised Claymore.
