Velouria's Successor

*BANG!!!!

As their blades clashed, Nyer watched in fascination as the space began to lock and crack!

'She's mimicking me!'

Twisting his body, he prepared to unleash a diagonal slash when Alice did the same albeit a little slower.

Clashing blades once more, the two were pushed back with Alice taking more steps than Nyer.

Yet despite this gap, she didn't dash towards him.

'Right now, she's a mirror. Recording everything I do. If I don't attack, she won't either.' Nyer narrowed his eyes.

She was a canvas that was slowly dyeing itself in his colours. And soon, it'll be a perfect reflection.

'Perhaps that's how she was able to copy Lua's attack and Kaden's casting… Is it Cayla? She has the crown… Has her majesty passed everything to her? Is that why she's been getting Lua and Kaden to train her?' He thought to himself.