Karra's eyes widened, not understanding what had just happened. What she prided herself most in was her Mana control—how could she possibly lose it? Unless…
The realization hit her in waves, and suddenly the words that Gian had spoken before nailed through her heart.
'The best Water Mancer… really?'
She suddenly tried to move, hoping that in his youth and arrogance, Theron might accidentally give her an opportunity. But she found her cheekbone shattered with a stomp, and the chain tightening around her neck.
She gasped for breath, trying to inhale, but her airways were over 50% constricted. If she kept writhing, she would end up choking herself out before she was even close to escaping.
Never in her life had she been humiliated like this, and because it was her cheek being stomped down on, she couldn't even glare at her attacker. All she could see was the charred leg that stood by her—almost as though to remind her of the horrible state her opponent was in.
