Understanding!

Georyy's voice broke the tension, his words carrying an air of nonchalance.

"So, you're fine now, Fixia,"

He stated, his tone casual. His gaze shifted to Sylphia, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes.

"And I assume you're her friend."

Sylphia stepped forward, her expression guarded as she replied,

"What do you want?"

Her voice carried a hint of defensiveness.

Georyy's lips curled into a smirk, his eyes glinting with amusement.

"No need to be so hostile,"

He replied, his voice filled with a playful tone.

"I was just passing by and happened to notice the commotion earlier."

"Thought I'd come and see what all the fuss was about."

"I didn't expect, Fixia to be having an 'All-Round Battle' against three people."

Fixia exchanged a quick glance with Sylphia, relieved that Georyy hadn't overheard their conversation. She maintained her composure, but her curiosity got the better of her.

"So why are you here then?"

She asked, her voice tinged with intrigue.

Georyy's smirk widened, his gaze drifting across the academy grounds.

"I was just curious of Fixia, I mean she put on quite a show."

He responded, his tone carrying a touch of mischief.

"So I just follow you here, out of concern."

Sylphia narrowed her eyes, her skepticism evident.

"And why should we believe that? Concerned about someone else, Georyy?"

She questioned, her voice laced with a hint of suspicion.

Georyy's smirk wavered for a moment, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

"Well, despite our differences, I do recognize talent when I see it,"

He replied, his voice carrying a touch of sincerity.

"Your performance against those boys was impressive, Fixia."

"It's only natural to be concerned about someone who possesses such unexpected strength."

"I'm quite intrigued by you, that's all."

Fixia's eyes widened in surprise, her voice tinged with a mix of gratitude and uncertainty.

"Thank you for your concern, Georyy,"

She responded, her tone softer than before.

"I appreciate your acknowledgment of my abilities."

"With that in mind, as you know my level has increased since the last I challenged you."

"So I'm feeling quite confident."

"So Georyy, I challenge you to a Dual"

Fixia, fueled by a newfound determination, decided to challenge Georyy to a dual challenge. She approached him with a steady gaze, her voice confident yet tinged with a touch of uncertainty.

"Georyy, would you accept my challenge?"

She asked, her voice carrying a hint of determination.

"Fixia!"

"What are you saying."

"You fought a battle just now."

"And you're already asking for another."

"Are you sure about this, Fixia."

Sylphia can't understand why she's doing this, asks her in concern.

"Yes I am, as I said before I want to become stronger and to do that I have to defeat Georyy."

Fixia replied.

"If you already thought about that, I can't stop you now."

"But don't get hurt."

Sylphia said.

"I will be careful, thanks Sylphia."

Fixia replied with a smile.

"So then Georyy, will you accept my challenge."

Fixia asked again.

Georyy's eyebrows raised in surprise, his eyes flickering with skepticism. He observed Fixia for a moment, assessing her resolve, before offering a slight smirk.

"Very well,"

He replied, his tone filled with an air of curiosity.

"I accept your challenge."

"As I said I will accept everyone challenge of a dual."

"We even had this conversation before, didn't we."

The battle commenced, and Fixia poured her heart and soul into each move, striving to prove herself against the formidable Georyy. However, despite her unwavering determination, her efforts fell short. The battle ended with Fixia's defeat, leaving her feeling a mixture of disappointment and determination.

Sylphia, who had been watching the battle unfold, approached Fixia with a concerned expression etched on her face. She gently placed a hand on Fixia's shoulder and asked,

"Are you fine Fixia?"

Fixia looked into Sylphia's eyes and replied.

"Ya! I'm fine, this is nothing."

Sylphia looks, at Fixia with look of grief and says.

"Why do you want to get stronger, Fixia?"

"What is it that you're aiming for?"

"I remember, you were not like this before."

"Why did you change."

"And when did you change."

Fixia avoiding gazes.

Georyy's haughty demeanor softened for a moment as he observed Fixia, his eyes filled with curiosity. He took a step closer, his voice serious yet tinged with a hint of intrigue.

"Fixia, I know I provoked everyone on the first day of the academy to battle me,"

He began, his tone earnest.

"But you seem to have other motives for challenging me."

"It's not just about leveling up or beating me."

"Why are you in such a hurry to become stronger?"

Fixia's gaze shifted away, a flicker of guilt crossing her features. She hesitated for a moment before meeting Georyy's gaze with unwavering determination.

"Georyy, there is a reason behind my desire to become stronger, but it's not something I can reveal just yet,"

She replied, her voice carrying a sense of resolve.

"When the time is right, I promise I will share it with you both of you."

Fixia seeming uncertain.

"You can just tell me, no need to worry about him."

Sylphia said while having an expressive face.

Georyy's eyebrows furrowed, a mix of surprise and curiosity evident in his eyes. He seemed momentarily taken aback by Fixia's response.

"Fair enough,"

He replied, his voice filled with a hint of mystery.

"But in return, I expect you to share your reasons with me when that time comes."

Fixia nodded, her determination unwavering.

"Agreed,"

She said, her voice filled with a quiet determination.

"But until then, Georyy, I also want to know why you made everyone your enemy on the first day of the academy."

"There must be a reason behind your actions."

A shadow passed over Georyy's face, his expression turning somber for a brief moment. He hesitated, his eyes searching Fixia's gaze before offering a small, enigmatic smile.

"There is indeed a reason, Fixia,"

He replied cryptically.

"But for now, let's focus on our individual paths to growth."

"We may find the answers we seek along the way."

Fixia nodded in understanding, sensing that Georyy held his own secrets close to his chest. With a newfound sense of mutual respect, they parted ways, each embarking on their personal quests for strength and understanding.

Sylphia looking aggressively towards Georyy.

"When did you become this soft of a person.

"I remember you having a narcissistic personality."

Georyy, smiled at Sylphia and said.

"I've been always like."

"I have to goal, for which I'm making everyone my enemy so they would challenge me."

"And I even said it during the speech, I wanted to motivate them by giving a target."

Sylphia with skeptical eyes replied.

"Ohh! really, it's hard to believe your words."

After that, Fixia and Sylphia left for their lectures. Georyy also returned to his routine.