Lincoln's POV
The courtyard came to life once more, but the atmosphere wasn't heavy this time—it has become lighter. The clash of steel rang against the stone walls, mixed with laughter and grunts when they are hit by their opponents.
Sky had taken it upon himself to lead drills, his voice echoing out the yard like a commander training his soldiers. "Strengthen your stance, Ayaana! Balance is the key! "
She glared at him before adjusting her feet. "I am balanced."
I smiled, readjusting my own practice sword. "You resemble fighting on a rocking boat."
Ayaana spun toward me, eyes flashing. “You want to test that, Lincoln? ”
Before I could answer, she lunged, her wooden sword whistling through the air. I barely blocked in time, the impact rattling through my arms. The others paused to
