"Do you want to fight?"
Ash froze. When did things come to this? He hadn't even said a word till now.
Even Luther stopped arguing with his brother and looked toward Samantha—his wife—as if saying, Not again.
"Don't worry, it'll just be a friendly spar," she said, ignoring her husband's sharp gaze.
Ash finally understood the reason behind Jessie's flamboyant attitude. She got her looks from her father, but her wild spirit clearly came from her mother. At least Jessie wasn't the type to get excited about fighting random people.
Samantha dragged him through a gate, revealing a large open arena paved with mountain stone.
Ash looked toward Luther, his eyes pleading for rescue from this battle-hungry woman. He was only level 11, and his physical stats were practically nonexistent compared to hers.
Luther, seeing him being dragged away, turned his head toward his brother—who had gone silent—and started arguing with him instead.
