Daylan held his stance, a grin on his face as he watched Rhea rise to her feet.
Rhea moved to clap her gloves together, but Daylan had no intention of letting that happen. He dashed in, hoping to stop her before she could activate her sound aspect.
But he didn't realize—it was all a trap. The moment he got within reach, Rhea struck at his ribcage. The attack came too fast, catching him completely off guard.
Taking it head-on would've shattered his ribs, so he twisted mid-air and met the blow halfway, reducing its impact. Even so, it was enough to slam him into the ground.
"What?" Rhea said sarcastically with a laugh.
"You know what, let's talk while we fight… I'm enjoying this."
Daylan spat on the floor, teeth clenched, as he pushed himself upright.
"Getting my ass handed to me isn't exactly my idea of fun. Time to flip the script."
The moment he finished speaking, he dashed at Rhea, feinted a strike, then followed with a swift, powerful kick—but Rhea blocked it with ease.
