Northern stood a few distances before Vanessa, both of them surrounded by sandbags.
The soldier, tall and gaunt, with hollow, almost round eyes and brown tousled hair, had tried his best to stop Northern from accepting this match, just as much as he had tried to stop his Commander from going through with it.
But the two of them were frustratingly stubborn.
He also was stubborn in his own way. Even right now, he wouldn't stop.
"Hey, if you like your teammate, you better tell him to back down from this."
Nyssira's aide glared at the soldier with that annoying girly attitude.
"Since when did he ever listen to us? Besides, why would we be worried about him? That guy single-handedly destroyed all the students of Milhwa!"
She looked like she was letting it out.
"Quiet, Pam Pam."
Nyssira gently whispered, making her go quiet as she studied her lady.
