"Let's go again!"
The words barely left my mouth before Eleonora's lips curled up into a smirk.
"That's the kind of reaction I wanted to see!"
Her eyes glittered with excitement. She immediately dropped into a fighting stance, hands poised in front of her, legs bent and ready to spring.
But this time...
I wasn't going to fight like I usually did.
I wasn't going to follow any patterns or predictable movements. I was going to let my instincts take over.
And instead, I'm going to use the strange movements I always used against stronger opponents.
The most unpredictable way possible.
A high-risk, high-reward style.
I didn't wait for her to make the first move.
I lunged forward, taking an unexpected angle—my feet sliding across the floor in a smooth arc, aiming right for her left side.
But then, without warning, I twisted my body mid-step, bam—a hard jab aimed at her face, but she sidestepped, already prepared to counter.
SWISH!
