Girls Of Night

"That could've been finished ten minutes earlier if you hadn't wasted time with the orbs surrounding the Object Calamity," Kuzunoha remarked with biting sarcasm, pointing her umbrella at the decimated field. "As expected of a kilnalan, they are so great at fighting fire with fire instead of using water to quell the forest fire."

Verina glared back, wiping the sweat and ash from her brow. "Wasted time? I bought us time, you unruly fox. If we had just followed your brilliant lead and subdue it when it's at its utmost stable, this entire area would be a crater by now."

Kuzunoha clicked her tongue, her tone dripping with condescension. "Time? What you bought us was unnecessary risk. Dousing the anchored body parts with a flurry of spells was needlessly primitive. You think like a brute, kilnalan—forceful, messy. My method would've refined the fight, made it quicker, cleaner. You just don't understand subtlety."