"Alright, little kitty. Let's go play in the sandbox."
Simon's lips could not help but twitch when he heard this little runt call him a little kitty for the second time.
'Maybe I'll teach her a lesson during this spar.'
While he had this thought, Sonya cracked her knuckles as she walked deeper into the training ground, her bare feet lightly tapping against the rocky floor.
Tap
Tap
Tap
Each step of hers was soft.
Too soft that if not for Simon's wind affinity, he would barely hear the sound of her steps.
Simon narrowed his eyes slightly.
This was not something strange to him because there were many demons in the clan who barely made sounds when they walked.
This was a clan of assassins, and walking silently was a skill that every Initiate would learn before graduating from the academy.
However, such skills usually requires the use of demonic energy to be done perfectly.
