Azzy smiled and nodded. "Yeah, tell me. What do you want as a present? A weapon? Skill card? I'll give you anything you want as long as it is in my hands and your mother is okay with it."
As Zion hesitatingly glanced at Leah, the latter's face slightly darkened. She moved her head slightly, as if she was gesturing to him not to ask a certain thing that she would never approve of.
In the end, taking a breath, Zion said. "I heard that you're stronger than my mother. So, I would like it if you would spar with me."
"Eh?" "Huh?"
Both Leah and Azzy were taken aback by his request.
