"That was a nice warm-up, isn't it?"
Azrail asked, already having moved a bit distant away from his aunt Kia, his eyes looking through her postures, to which Kia smiled, her eyes getting sharper and sharper, her special talent in battle slowly starting to shine out as her postures started to change in small manners here and there, the hold of her greatsword even changing a bit.
And Azrail could see her muscles trembling here and there and thus within a blink of an eye, having already understood and moved through Azrail's blind spot by using a quickly burst footwork, Kia appeared right on the right side of Azrail, swinging her weapon to Azrail's waist.
"Yes, it was."