I am dead.
She seems really frustrated. And all because I couldn't dodge well? The thousand blood needles remaining in the air didn't just fall; they evaporated into a fine red mist as she cut the mana strings in an instant.
"How are you supposed to get strong if you keep getting injured?"
Her voice was getting louder with each passing word.
"How am I supposed to train you if you let these pathetic needles touch your skin?!" She was practically screaming now.
The red mist in the air began to swirl violently around us, creating a dome of pressure that cut us off from the sight of the terrified soldiers.
"I calculated the trajectories! I gave you the gaps!" She walked toward me, her hand snapping out to grab my collar before I could even think of moving. She pulled me close, her face inches from mine. "Why did you let me hurt you, Rio? Why?"
