"Heh… seems like Dante finally met his match." Khalifa sneered..
"Huh? Why's that? Is that girl that powerful?" Cara asked, genuinely curious.
The girls had stepped aside to make room for Dante and his invisible opponent, neither looking like they were interested in even stepping in.
"What? No. I don't even know the bitch."
"Then why'd you say Dante has met his match?"
"Because he's fighting a woman and an understandably pretty one too." Khalifa replied in full confidence.
"Huh? Why would Dante fighting a woman mean he's met his match?" This time it was Melissa that was confused.
"Huh? Why are you guys talking like you don't know that pervert's nature? He'll probably be pulling his punches, trying to not "harm a woman", that'll be where he finally gets a tough time, cause I don't think that lady will be pulling any punches, she seems to be from the inner court too."
