Stovefire Island Manor.
It was October, and the trees on the island were all beginning to shed their leaves, turning the view from the mountain into a sea of yellow foliage.
"If you can injure me within ten minutes, you will have passed the test," Aske said, standing in a clearing in the woods.
His words sounded arrogant, yet his tone was quite natural, as if it were a challenge of considerable difficulty.
What was stranger was that the girls surrounding him all revealed expressions of solemnity.
"Good," Aske drew a longsword from the void, "let's begin."
As soon as his words fell, Medea had already made the first move.
Mind Line!
Aske's actions instantly hesitated, and Thira's storm followed, slamming into him.
Storm!
The howling storm swept towards Aske, but halfway through, it suddenly reversed back.
"Be careful, it's 'Rebellion'!" Thira quickly warned, and everyone scattered in haste.
