"So, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Zaroth asked with an innocent smile as he gazed at Elysia.
He didn't know why she had called him into her mansion and late at night at that, but he didn't mind as he even dressed himself in a suit.
He was trying to court her, so he wouldn't miss any chance he got to present himself in the best possible way.
She, in turn, noticed the way he was dressed but didn't comment on it.
"You have reached the finals, and you will be going against David next. Because I want to be sure that you are going to win, from now on until the start of the final round, I will be personally training you."
Zaroth's eyes widened for a second. Sure, spending time with Elysia was pleasant, but training with her sounded like pure torture.
After all, he didn't need Luna to tell him; he instinctively knew that Elysia could single-handedly erase him from existence.
