Tyler repeatedly avoided punches and kicks from the girl named Emily. Wing flutter kick, twisting Emily's limbs from the right. His eyes glared sharply at Tyler. Like he was being hunted by him.

“Troublesome,” Tyler commented, clicking his tongue.

He didn't really remember how it got this strong. Moreover, the girl easily predicted his movements. His limbs tilted to the right and left, he walked unsteadily like a drunkard. His head went into blank thought. Letting Tyler attack him.

Both legs rubbed together. Glaring sharply at Emily, who had been silent all this time. But it's really strange about all this. The movements are not natural, and the eyes are...