Origin Artificer Sect
After a few long, tense seconds, a resigned sigh resounded throughout the dark room. The shadow waved its hand dismissively and backed away, muttering, "...So, you're just a brute…"
Mira's brows furrowed. She took a step forward, ice radiating around her fists, but the shadow raised a hand to stop her. "It's useless. This is just an avatar."
'Tsk. Then, what's the point of all this?!' Mira growled internally as her face scrunched up in displeasure.
"Don't be like that." The figure chuckled while inwardly noting that though Mira was cool-headed, she often resorted to violence. If anything, it felt like the only reason Mira hadn't attacked prior was because she felt it was useless. 'So, she's not the type to hide in the dark, huh? That'll make things easier.'
The only problem was that she had the strength to back up that boldness…