The lantern's fire flickered like a candle in the wind, and the night deepened as the stars began to twinkle in the sky.
"…Huff."
Leon breathed heavily as he eyed Aoi, like a silent beast waiting to strike.
'I shouldn't underestimate her strength. She was able to send me flying with barely any strength in her arms, but that technique of hers allows her to deliver powerful blows.'
Leon raised his arms in a boxing stance.
'I'll just put her under pressure, and she is bound to make a single mistake, and when she does, my lion fist will find its way to her face.'
Leon growled like a lion, made up his mind, and then moved ahead, his feet shuffling quickly across the sand.
Aoi didn't move.
She only waited patiently, standing in her stance, and let him come to her.
At that moment, Leon's right fist turned into the head of a silver-furred lion, and he lunged forward with a fierce roar.
