Mira repeated herself, her voice firm and unwavering. "I want to spar with you, Jelo."
Jelo was taken aback, his eyes widening slightly. He didn't want to spar with Mira. Not now. Not after everything that had just happened. The idea of fighting her—even in a controlled practice setting—made him deeply uncomfortable. He'd already hurt her once today, thrown her across the room during his evolution. The memory of her body hitting the wall still made him feel sick with guilt.
He began scrambling for excuses, his words coming out quickly. "Mira, my system just evolved. I haven't really understood my powers yet. I don't have proper control over everything. It would be a messy fight since I haven't coordinated myself properly, and I haven't even unlocked any real skills from the system shop. Everything is still so new and—"
