Zira descended from the air gracefully, her robes fluttering as she landed in front of Rahu. She, too, had been selected, obviously. The moment he saw her figure, Rahu smirked, his lips curving slightly in his usual arrogance.
"Well, well, look at our top Inner disciple!" He whistled, folding his arms behind his back.
"Heh? Am I the Top Inner Disciple? But I heard girls whispering that a disciple called The Rising Sword cleared the whole platform just because someone talked about his girlfriend?" Zira let out a small chuckle, her eyes shining playfully.
"Heh, my girls are another matter entirely; no one, especially a man, can dare to insult them."
Rahu smirked. His smile twisted unnaturally wide. Seeing this and hearing his words, she felt a tingle up her spine.
