After Max’s announcement, I glanced at Melia in hopes that she would make an excuse for me, telling him that she wanted to train me instead on how to control my powers, but she simply took a step back.
“I really don’t want to fight you, Max. Not when you’re in such a bad mood,” I finally spoke up for myself, and this seemed funny to him as I watched his chuckle in a manner that didn’t make me want to chuckle with him.
“You don’t want to fight me because I’m in a bad mood?” he questioned. “First of all, Nailea, I am not in a bad mood. I’m only going to be in one when you keep acting this way. Secondly, are you going to decide whether or not to fight your opponents based on their moods? You should tell us right now, because I know that those people will not be in great moods when we invade
