"This display is pathetic. I wonder how you survived? The deaths of your co-trainees may have been prevented if you weren't so weak."
Lance stopped struggling. His expression of confusion and shock instantly disappeared.
Hm?
Luna tilted her head.
Why is he not saying anything?
A strong gush of wind suddenly erupted from where she is standing. She leapt at the side in time.
It was not just an ordinary wind. It's Lance's specialty. A torrent of wind blades. As it flew past her, the wind blades cut a huge hole in the ceiling.
But Lance is not done yet. His eyes narrowed at Luna's feet, when her boots stepped on the designated mark, the wind chains he have set up on time was activated, fully keeping her captive.
"W - What? When did you have time to do this?" Luna shouted in surprise.
I'm currently fixing them right now. My apologies.
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