Linda rose calmly from the ground, stepping aside as Tessa's blade cleaved only empty air. In the next instant, Linda vanished and reappeared behind her opponent.
"What—?!" Tessa's eyes widened, her instincts screaming danger. She leapt back, shaken.
That speed… no, it wasn't just speed. It was like she could read my every move.
Her grip on the sword tightened. What's going on here? This isn't just a mere elf.
"Oh my, what's going on? How can an elf move like that?!" someone in the stands shouted.
"What just happened? Did anyone see it?!"
"She's fighting a rank C… but she's only rank E!"
"Are we even sure she's an elf? She might not be an elf at all!"
