Then Rachael's voice echoed through the training chamber, snapping Asher out of his thoughts. "Brother Asher, if you just keep standing there without attacking or moving, it'll look like I'm fighting a statue or a scarecrow."
Hearing her words, Asher paused for a brief moment. His purple eyes shifted toward Finch, who stood off to the side, quietly observing the spar without interrupting. Finch let out a soft sigh and nodded slightly, acknowledging Rachael's complaint. However, before he could even open his mouth to respond, Rachael had already closed the distance between her and Asher. The instant Asher's attention drifted toward Finch, she moved, ruthlessly capitalizing on the brief moment her opponent was distracted.
