DC: I, Kamen Rider, am not a sorcerer

Chapter 195 Cassandra's Daily Life: It Seems Nothing Happened (Please Subscribe and Vote)
Inside the Batcave, Cassandra was sparring with her younger brother Damian. The metal floor of the training platform made a slight scraping sound under their feet, while on another platform not far away, Batman and Tim were busy at their computers.

When he saw Cassandra's fist hurtling towards him with a slicing sound, Damian did not hesitate to duck and dodge, then rolled forward, but his hair was still whipped up by the force of the wind.

"too slow."

But as Damian dodged, Cassandra commented on his movements while delivering a pre-prepared sweeping kick to him.

Almost instinctively, Damian quickly raised his arm to block, and with a clear tremor, he was kicked back two steps by Cassandra as he hastily made his defense.

However, Cassandra's movements did not stop. Her fist was about to fall on Damian's face again, but it was quickly adjusted and intercepted by the prepared Damian. At the same time, he made a knife with his left hand and slashed directly at her throat.

As if she had read Damian's thoughts in advance, Cassandra tilted her head slightly, letting Damian's chop only graz her jawline, while a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

The moment Damian saw that smile, his pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively prepared to withdraw and retreat. However, Cassandra was several steps faster than him. The next second after she revealed that expression, her right knee was already aimed at his abdomen.

Faced with this incredibly swift attack, Damian only had time to put his hands in front of his abdomen to try and deflect some of the impact from the knee strike.

But at that moment, Cassandra suddenly spun around on the ball of her foot and slashed at Damian's neck with her right hand, which resembled a knife. Seeing this, Damian ignored the tingling and soreness in his palms and quickly ducked to avoid it.

But Cassandra suddenly changed tactics again, directly elbowing Damian in the side. Damian retaliated, throwing a punch at Cassandra's abdomen, seemingly intending to trade blows.

Just as Damian's fist was about to touch Cassandra's abdomen, her left hand precisely grabbed his wrist. Damian then used the momentum to leap into the air, intending to use his legs to choke her arms.

Seeing this, Cassandra quickly let go and leaned back. As Damian rolled over her, she suddenly raised her knee, and with a thud, Damian landed and rolled two meters.

On the other side, on the platform where the Batcomputer was located, the light projected from the screen fell on Batman's face, revealing his furrowed brows.

"Hmm~ Damian seems to have lasted even longer today than last time."

Although he was helping Batman organize the data, Tim's gaze would occasionally drift to the training platform on the other side. When he saw this rapid offensive and defensive battle, his fingers unconsciously slowed down their typing speed.

"Kassan didn't use her full strength."

Upon hearing Tim's words, Batman did not turn around. He simply spoke in a very calm voice, but if Tim had turned to look at him at that moment, he would have noticed that the old Batman's lips were slightly upturned.

After getting back to his feet, Damian stretched his body slightly before launching another attack on Cassandra with a straight punch using a flat weapon.

But just as he got close to Cassandra, Damian suddenly changed his tactics. His original right straight punch was just a feint; his real killing move was a spinning flying kick.

Cassandra's reaction was quick; she swiftly raised her arms, crossing them to protect herself. Although she successfully blocked the attack, the impact still forced her back several steps. Damian, of course, wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by, immediately seizing the initiative and launching a series of attacks on Cassandra. Whether it was hooks, elbows, or sweeping kicks, every movement carried the ruthless style unique to the League of Assassins.

"You shouldn't have suddenly stopped your movements, which disrupted the rhythm of your attack."

Just as Damian was about to use the same trick again to interrupt Cassandra's rhythm with another spinning flying kick, Cassandra suddenly closed in and entered his attack range, her fingertips only a hair's breadth away from Damian's Adam's apple.

"Phew~ I need to pause for a moment and get myself in the right mindset."

Actually, Cassandra didn't even need to comment. When Damian was preparing to make his move, he had already realized his mistake, but it was too late to correct it, so he could only continue with it.

"But the enemy won't stop and wait for you."

As if sensing something, Cassandra couldn't help but smile. She immediately performed a back handspring to avoid Damian's kick that he was trying to sneak up on her. At the same time, she twisted her body in mid-air, clamping her legs around his shoulders and twisting them with the momentum.

With a dizzying sensation, Damian's back slammed heavily onto the ground, but fortunately, thanks to his protective gear, he was not injured.

“You’ve improved, but Damian, your sneak attack was still a bit too obvious.”

Just then, a familiar older brother's voice suddenly rang out. Damian subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, and a towel suddenly flew over and slapped his face. After pulling the towel off his face, Damian saw Dick standing at the edge of the training platform.

At this moment, the eldest brother of the second generation of the Bat Family was looking at the two of them with a smile, while behind him, Barbara, with her beautiful orange hair, raised her drink to the two of them.

"Continue tomorrow?"

After wiping the sweat off her body with the towel Dick tossed her, Cassandra casually hung it around her neck before walking over to her younger brother Damian, who was now the second youngest, and smiling as she extended her hand to him.

"Tomorrow I will definitely force you to use your full strength."

Seeing the radiant smile on her older sister's face, Damian let out a soft breath, reached out and grasped her outstretched hand, using it to stand up again. Just like yesterday, she spoke with unwavering conviction once more.

"I am looking forward."

Faced with Damian's childish, petulant words, Cassandra's smile widened even more, and she nodded slightly, seemingly also hoping that Damian would force her to use her full strength.

(End of this chapter)