KAIA'S POV
I sat at the training ground, with my back pressed against the rough bark of an old tree. My eyes followed Mia, Lina, and Sera as they moved through drills with the younger trainees. Sweat glistened on their foreheads as they shouted out instructions or corrected stances.
My arm didn’t hurt much anymore, but it still wasn’t ready for this kind of training. I could feel it every time I shifted wrong or tried to stretch too much. And even if I wanted to risk it, Mia had been clear that I wasn’t allowed to spar until I was fully healed. She’d given the order herself. Which was actually not good for me right now because, after an entire day of stress and misery, I had planned to use tonight’s training as a way of distracting myself from all the mess, both the natural and the super
