Chapter 38

*Elora*

I should have been focused.

I should have been preparing myself, mentally running through the techniques I’d learned and observed, anticipating my opponent’s strengths and weaknesses.

But all I could see was Varis.

He stood across the field, muscles tense, movements precise as he dodged a strike from his friend as they sparred before class started. Even now, pissed at me beyond belief, he