It was fast—very fast. Leslie's match was against a young girl with black hair. The moment the supervisor gave the signal to start, Leslie's figure vanished in a flash of yellow light, and within seconds her opponent was thrown out of the ring...The poor girl didn't even stand a chance; she fainted on the spot. Leslie didn't even glance back at her, simply walking away slowly in another direction. As she stepped down from the ring, she left without saying a single word.
"Well… that was incredible, wasn't it?"Daniela smiled, apparently feeling a boost of confidence from watching her friend defeat her opponent so easily.
Evelyn nodded, shifting her gaze toward the door where Leslie had just exited. A bright smile spread across her face as she walked faster and came up to me, her eyes sparkling with expectation—it was clear what she wanted.
