Khione stood unguarded, her spear harmlessly resting against her body while her eyes remained in a constant state of mild glow. The effects of time dilation had been removed but the sphere of influence that radiated around her remained.
With a playful expression on her face and a small smile on her lips Khione ordered Frost to attack her with his glaive.
"You want me to attack you?" Frost had to admit that the idea of clubbing Khione a few times with his glaive brought him a great sense of joy, but he wasn't an idiot. He knew full well about her distaste towards him and felt that him making a clear attack against would give her more than enough justification to punish him.
"Hahahaha relax if I wanted to break you I would have done it already." Khione found his wariness rather funny. "Just attack me with your glaive Frost so I can show you the prowess of my family's spear arts." She then yawned in an exaggerated manner, taunting him, poking at his pride.
