Kalix Noah's POV
I once had a sparring moment with Kassandra, and she's a real deal scary. Her martial arts were lethal, and she's good at reading her opponents movements. I look at the swords that I was holding.
I didn't expect that I do have such an ability, which scares me a bit. I put them on the ground. "How can I make them float in the first place?" I whispered.
"Oh my gosh! Wow!" Prince Airone says.
I raised my head and saw my wife swinging his leg up high while looking at the ground, pinning his palm on the grass. She tumbles backward and grabs Enrique's arms after throwing a fist.
Kassandra was also kneeling on the ground. She dragged him forward, and my best friend fell on the ground, right in front of her. "Well, it's his turn now," I mumbled.
Prince Airone stood next to me. "You must be a masochist, right? You seem to be enjoying this," he whispered in my ear. I just laugh. "I guess. That's why I'm perfect for her. I love being beaten by my wife."
