LXXXIX.III Combustion
I blinked at the annoying blond in front of me as I flexed my fingers. If I wanted to fight like a maniac, I'm gonna have to be quick on the draw. Our battlefield was partitioned into a neat circle, thankfully. With Isaac taking care of the potential stragglers, I only have to worry about the two idiots in front of me.

...It was actually kind of daunting, now that I thought about it.

"Surely you jest," Playfair chuckled. "I refuse to strike an unarmed woman!"

I felt my right eye twitch, "And I'm telling you that I'm ready, you ugly moron."

I scoffed as the annoying blowhard froze mid-laughter. Like earlier, insulting or stopping his ability to grandstand hit a nerve. He spun his staff-fan around with his right hand, stopping in a combat stance as he showed me a cold smile.

"It is unbecoming
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