Prime Disciple Competition: Battle With A Familiar Face

Sensing danger, Mira hurriedly jumped back, landing roughly on her paws.

Right after she dodged, a massive explosion went off right where she just stood.

'This fucking…' Mira's eyes glowed dangerously as she stared at the floating red-haired woman holding a spear. 'Can't she recognize me?!'

While that attack wouldn't have killed her, taking one of Nova's techniques head-on wasn't something she particularly wanted to do.

'How many other 9-tailed foxes with multi-colored tails are out there? Is she really that stupid? Or does she just want to fight?' Mira contemplated, but before she could come to a conclusion, another beam of fire was launched in her direction.

*BOOOOM!*

A crater was formed in the ground from the impact, but Mira was nowhere to be seen.

'Fine. I'll humor you for now. Let's see if you've gotten any stronger.' Mira chuckled as her hind legs crunched into the ground before she lunged in Nova's direction.