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Pristine was ready for him and moved at the last possible second. She already knew he was holding back and wondered why. It was probably because he knew it would be best not to go all out in case something happened. It never occurred to her he was holding back because he cared for her. Still, she would take slight advantage of this, but not too much for she too wouldn't show all her cards. When Sikes aimed a punch at her, Pristine leaped over him and in midair, made a sweep of her staff, which let out a bit of light magic towards the shadows Sikes had created. Pristine had a feeling those shadows were the main attack, not his fist attacks.

When she landed, it was a good ways from the shadow trails, which were being attacked by her light magic. With another arm movement, she sent the bits of light magic after Sikes and moved instantly with it. During this whole time, she kept her icy veneer out, but inside she was in turmoil. A part of herself hated herself for doing this to Sikes. This was her! The light dragon could feel her agony and sought to comfort Pristine.