"Ouch!"
A loud yelp was heard in the training grounds which sent waves of distress into the hearts of the spectators who had been watching the show for a few minutes now.
"Pay attention!" The boy holding the wooden sword in his hand glared at his opponent.
'Ugh shut up!' The little girl growled as she glared daggers back at him.
The bright red mark on her forehead was beginning to darken as blood rushed to the area which had been struck by the opponent.
Though she felt pain shooting in the area that had been hit by the wooden sword, she knew that she did not have the leisure to check up on it.
The final trial had begun and she needed to remain alert and agile if she wished to succeed today.
Howard noticed how she was not giving up and neither had she thrown a tantrum when he had struck her.
'If that is what she wants then I'm happy to oblige.' He smirked and leaped forward, going on the offense once again.
Keep yourself safe, Yvonne!
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