"You're an interesting enemy, but just to be sure…"
The grip on Miriana's hand tightened.
"Can it endure?!"
The snapping sound didn't come, forcing out several gasps from Olivia and the rest.
Miriana sneered and mocked the newcomer, "Of course, it can."
"Then I'm glad to hear it!", the young man replied and sent out a punch.
She crashed into the wall, tearing it down and forming a wide hole. Blood dripped out of her nose and wiped it out, recovering from the sudden blow.
"You pack a punch, brat!", Miriana said with a wide grin.
The young man stepped in front of Olivia, carrying his halberd upon his back.
"So-Solordo! How come you're here?!", she asked in surprise.
"What? You don't want me here?!", Solordo felt betrayed, "You girls… Really, just when did this soft little sister dare to act courageously in front of others? Doesn't suit her well, doesn't suit her well."