Chapter 45: The End of the Banquet.
[Kapheira's POV]
'Isn't this too much?'
She thought as she looked at the ongoing match.
No, it couldn't even be called a match.
It was a one-sided beating.
'And he hasn't even conjured a proper spell.'
Yes, it was his 3rd match already, but he hadn't used a proper spell, only his fists.
And yet, he was crushing his opponents easily, as if swatting flies.
Seeing him like that, I couldn't help but feel absurd.
Rayne Von Ellsworth.
He was strong, she acknowledged that.
From the time they first met, to the time before he went into coma.
He was strong, stronger than her, stronger than anyone.
'I thought I had caught up with him in a year, but...'
-The distance between us, just got wider.
At least, she didn't feel that bad about it now, at least she wasn't jealous.
She couldn't feel jealous of him when she knew just how much effort he had put forth to achieve that kind of strength.