After a few seconds of stifling silence,
Thistle couldn't hold it in anymore and, "What are you waiting for!!?" She spat in annoyance.
"Send the kids away, the mana ripples from our Intents will cause damage to their internal organs" Marken said.
Since his arrival at the arena, he had been the one in control of the situation; such attitude hadn't ever sit right with Thistle, but strangely she couldn't and didn't want to go against them.
She had been very excited to fight him since she found out how his sword had sheathed itself into the ground; as a battle maniac, she yearned to fight against people stronger than her, but such people are found in a handful and could be counted in fingers.