Sylo's eyes blazed with furious fury, locked on the Blood Dragger in Leo's hand, its molten blue light radiating heat that incinerated air even from a distance.
Leo noticed her gaze and grinned, twirling the blade with a flourish, blue fire streaming like a star. "Like my soul weapon?" he teased, voice sharp and mocking.
"The Blood Dragger loves fire mana, but I mixed in shadow magic. Pretty cool, huh?"
Sylo's face twisted, her snarl full of rage. "Shut up, you jerk! I'm not here for your dumb games!"
Outside the dome, Erin sighed, rubbing her face in embarrassment. "Idiot," she muttered, shaking her head.
