Alessandro had fallen unconscious. His wounds were severe; he needed to heal them, or else he would die. Tarik was just a child, and Abril wanted to help him, but she couldn't.
"Tarik, be careful."
"Don't worry, Miss Abril, I can handle her."
"She is not someone easy to defeat. Tarik, step back."
Tarik smiled and said to her, "Neither am I."
Tarik stood on guard, waiting for the woman to attack first.
"You're a naive brat. How can you think you're going to defeat me? I've defeated the king; you're nothing more than a fly."
Cira launched an attack of black flames, which Tarik blocked with his sword, and they disappeared. This annoyed Cira, as she thought the weak-looking boy wouldn't withstand even one blow, but to her surprise, he did.
"Flies are pesky, and that's what I'll be—pesk
