Five Second Spar

Shock resided in Emily's eyes, albeit not in a positive light. 

She felt skeptical about Leonardo's boasting. She asked about the duration in correlation to the temporary measure intending to test what kind of a martial intent was Leonardo's innate ability. 

Innate martial intents were beyond the laws dictated by a plane. Thus, they were exalted as profound and mysterious. However, no matter how exalted they were, these were just rumors and word of mouth. 

Leonardo could tell how disappointed Emily was and couldn't help but shrug and say, "It's for your own good; your body hadn't been augmented with the necessary bloodline to wield this power and it would only do you harm if you used it extensively. In the best-case scenario, your brain would crumble under the pressure… Ah— whatever… Just wait and you'll understand on your own." 

Emily's lips thinned behind her mask, even a mask couldn't hide the displeasure in her expression.