The training ground was packed.

  Everyone wanted to see the **former trash noble** fight again.

  Selene cracked her knuckles, smiling like a madwoman.

  I took a deep breath, raising my stance.

  No weapons. No abilities.

  Just **raw skill.**

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  The instructor raised his hand.

  **"Begin!"**

  Selene **vanished.**

  My instincts screamed.

  **[Sixth Sense Lv.2 – Danger Detected!]**

  I barely had time to react before—

  **BAM!**

  A punch slammed into my guard, sending me skidding backward.

  **What the hell?!**

  Selene didn’t stop.

  She **lunged forward,** throwing a flurry of rapid strikes.

  I blocked. Dodged. Countered—

  But she was **too fast.**

  And she was **grinning the entire time.**

  **"This is fun, Lucian!"**

  *Damn it.*

  I needed a new approach.

  I **stepped forward** instead of back.

  Selene’s eyes widened.

  I twisted my body and—

  **SLAM!**

  Drove my **knee straight into her stomach.**

  Selene gasped, staggering back.

  For the first time, her smile faltered.

  Then—

  She grinned even wider.

  **"Now we’re talking!"**

  And then she attacked even faster.

  …This was going to be a long fight.

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