From the air, Ha Song-Su literally and figuratively looked down on Soo-Jung. His nonchalant stance alone was enough to indicate his level of arrogance.

Soo-Jung opened her mouth. “You got lucky last time.”

Soo-Jung and Ha Song-Su had already battled once before. A fight was better than a conversation for creating acquaintances. By that logic, they could be called acquaintances.

Ha Song-Su didn’t reply, and Soo-Jung became even tenser. Her words fell on deaf ears as he refused to respond and attack her. He kept looking down at her.

She had a bad feeling about this, and anxiety built up inside her.

‘This can’t be.’ She wanted to believe it was impossible.

Shaking her head, she looked up and ordered, “Get down from there.”

Soo-Jung flicked his index like she was turning on a light switch. A black flame, the reason behind her code name, began burning Ha Song-Su.

“Things are different now,” Soo-Jung growled. She was saying that to herself and Ha Song-Su.

Finally, a battle erupted.

Boom, boom!

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