"Silva Oroboros!"
In stark contrast to Klea, when Silva heard her name being called out, she was excited for the chance to prove herself. But, when she looked at the screen, she realized her opponent was going to be that girl, Emery's annoying friend who was glued to him like a leech most of the time.
"Alright, Silva… Just calm down, just think of it as a friendly match to see which one between the two of us is better… No need to make it weird, just smile, smile and enjoy the good fight…" She muttered.
Silva gritted her teeth and steeled her expression, forcing herself to smile through her frustration on her way to the arena.
Unexpectedly, the bronze-skinned girl did not share the same idea. She did not look civil at all, let alone friendly.
"Be cool Silva, be cool… This is not worth your time…" Silva mumbled to herself right as she felt her rage bubble up yet again.
