Eleanora's POV
"What's your name?" I asked as she threw another punch and I dodged.
"Why should I tell you?" She spat, throwing another punch.
"It's the least you could do if you're trying to kill me," I mumbled before throwing myself down and swinging a leg out but instead of tripping over it as I would have liked, she back flipped away and quickly regained her composure.
I stood up and brushed the fringe out of my face as she clenched her fists in front of her body and had her knees bent in a fighting position, waiting for me to make the first move.
"Can I ask you a question?" I asked.
"No," she didn't hesitate to reply.
"Who hired you to kill me?" She didn't answer and instead, ran forward to punch me, shooting out her fist but I caught it and pushed myself into the air as I jumped over her and landed gracefully behind her.