"Hmph! Surrender?" Nora Alstreim patted her hurt waist as her expression held a bit of disdain, "It was just a little injury."
She wanted people not to underestimate her just because of the fact that she belonged to the fairer sex.
"Suit yourself..." Logan shrugged.
He achieved what he came here to do, so he wasn't bothered to give her company in battle anymore. But, since it sounded like Nora Alstreim wanted a beating again, he didn't mind wounding her once again. As long as he could make Claire happy, he would do it even if it meant getting harmed as he felt too indebted to her for making her experience emotions that she never should've felt in the past.
"I appreciate that you can still stand and not whine like a petty woman, but..."
"Isn't it illegal, and unfair to give warnings like that?" Logan looked at a person over the elevated platform as he asked.
The person he looked at was none other than Grand Elder Valdrey Alstreim.