Wren POV
Every inch of my body is covered in sweat, my muscles are aching, and I am cussing Charlie under my breath. The sun of the Immortal Realm seems hotter than the Human Realm, or maybe I am just out of shape. I can't seem to catch my breath.
My back his the mat again, and pain shoots through my spine. Charlie is smiling down at me. He hasn't even broken a sweat. "You are enjoying this too much."
We have an audience, and every time he pins me to the ground, I hear them chuckle. No one thinks I can do this. No one thinks I am strong enough, and it is beginning to piss me off.
He leans in and whispers in my ear. "As much as I like you on your back. You need to focus. Again."
He lets me up, and I struggle to get to my feet. Stars are beginning to fill my vision. W
