"Hah! Surrender? I'm afraid you're not nearly capable enough to do that," Circe spat coldly.

The head elder's face flashed an ugly shade of red at the words. "Alright. I'll just have to see how powerful you are, then."

As the words rang through the air, the head elder turned around. He drew his long sword and charged in Circe's direction.

Whew!

The blow the head elder cast used ten percent of his skills, tearing through the air and constricting the atmosphere.

Circe's expression remained st