Mind/Will/Stronger?

The night had taken its usual course. Mira was always a light sleeper, as if ready for any development or turn of events. A predator who knows what it means to be a victim. And this time, it was to her advantage. In her sleep, the girl heard a rustle on the balcony. Having instantly materialized the axe, Mira was already on her feet, waiting for the continuation of the actions of the named guest. But everything went quiet, as if it had never happened, as if it had seemed. It could convince anyone, but not the fox, who felt it. The demon is here. "So... another pathetic attempt to harm us in our sleep?" - Mira snorted inwardly. She was tired of waiting for someone find the courage to act. "Well, let's play chess". She made the first move. The balcony door opened, and the blade cut a line just millimeters from the stranger's skin. However, the stranger was quick-witted and managed to dodge at the last moment. - Is this how you greet guests? - chuckled a familiar-unfamiliar voice. - Uninvited guests, yes! - another attack, but the opponent was ready and jumped onto the railing. - It's kind of gloomy, - he smiled. One of the SajaBoys was sitting in front of Mira. "PAAAAAAACK AAAAAAAAAABS!" Mira stared, but quickly regained her composure, but the incident didn't escape the observant gaze of the guy, who broke into a snow-white smile. - Have you come to die? - Mira snorted, twirling the axe in her hand. - On this beautiful night? – the guy thought about it business. – No, somehow didn't plan. The demon pretended not to notice Mira slowly approaching, but when, like a cat, she jumped, the guy quickly rolled away. - Calm down. If I came to kill you, you wouldn't stand a chance. You wouldn't even wake up. - Yeah, dream on…. - So distrustful... Prickly... It's mesmerizing, - the guy smiled, looking at the girl as if admiring her. - You're like a cat with its fur raised. But if you're petted, you'll purr, right? The reaction came a little faster than the demon had expected, so his throat was slashed by a brightly glowing blade. - Ouch! Be careful, you could injure such a pretty face, - the guy jumped back, clutching a small wound, from which purple blood still gushed. - A man is adorned with scars. In addition to your marks, that's just right, freak, - the hunter spat out the words. - You seem to be blind – I'm handsome, - the guy broke out in a charming smile. Mira was starting to get angry. If this didn't end, but she literally will steam out of her ears. She has no intention of being more courteous. Jumping the girl attacked again, but the axe only pierced the air. Without attacking in return the guy dodged in a fancy way. But when he got tired of this game, he catching a moment lightly pushed the girl. Not enough to cause harm, but enough to send her flying to the other end of the balcony. - You're so confident, Mira, and you don't intend to back down - it's irresistible. Unfortunately, you're not in the mood today. I understand. I'll return later when you're more amenable. - Come on. I'll be happy to stab you through, - she hissed. - Into these pack abs? - The guy chuckled, lifting the hem of his shirt to reveal his perfect abs. - That's right. - You got me there.