Forgetting that it was supposed to be training, Zyran's fist ignited once more as he drew it back with no emotion in his eyes. His whole being reeked of the intent to kill.
With all his strength, his fist descended once more... However.
'BOOOOOOM!!!'.
As the dust began to clear, Zyran's eyes widened, shocked by what he was seeing. 'She blocked it'. Thought Zyran to himself as he looked at his fist that is tightly held by Thea.
Thea, who's body was lying limp, slowly raised her head and stared at Zyran with her bloody face, she had a wide smile that reached her eyes, she seemed happy, and that gave Zyran a very bad feeling.
He tried pulling his fist back in a hurry, but it wouldn't budge, her grip was incredibly tight.
Not wanting to wait and see what she would do next, he pulled his other fist and brought it down on her face once more...
'BOOM!'
'Sh*t!'.