

2 Umas, 2 Witches
// Just imagine Battler as Efforia and Clair as Titleholder
A late night stroll around the academy. This was something Efforia would do on the daily to relieve herself of any stress. Yet this night felt tense to her. Almost as if... she could feel someone else's presence the minute she began her stroll.
Hey...
A black cloak suddenly appeared as she drew her gold blade. She turned to look behind her.
I know you're watchi- eh?
She wasn't expecting to see a familiar face at this time of night. Especially not a certain rival of hers.