Linqin waited on the stage, her blue and white robes matching her delicate, bubbly image. Her opponent revealed herself a second later, and when Linqin saw who it was, she laughed without humour.
"You are my opponent?"
"Let's have a good match, Linqin." Cecil maintained her stand-offish mien.
Linqin scoffed, rolling her eyes, adjusting her stance.
From the novel, Linqin had commendable fighting prowess. She was disliked by the readers, and the characters in the novel as well, but no one could deny she could hold her own in a battle. Her town was a village of warriors, thus, she was already capable of fighting beforehand.
Cecil wasn't confident in winning this battle, and she was contemplating on forfeiting this match. Even if she failed the mission, it was better than her getting injured that will affect the speed of her training.