Sarah and Francis stood back to back in the training room. Twenty practice dummies surrounded them. All programmed to attack simultaneously.
"Ready?" Francis asked.
"Always."
The dummies attacked. Sarah and Francis moved as one. Perfectly coordinated. Each covering the other's blind spots. Each anticipating the other's moves.
They had been training together for months. Learning to fight as a unit. As partners.
Within thirty seconds, all twenty dummies were destroyed.
Marcus watched from the observation deck. "They are getting better. More synchronized."
Diana stood beside him. "They fight like they are one person. I have never seen anything like it."
"That is what love does. It connects people. Makes them stronger together than they could ever be apart."
After training, Sarah and
