“You need to constantly keep your weight grounded," Jasper explains, tapping his own waist for emphasize.
Eliana nods, spreading her legs slightly so that they are roughly shoulder length apart. She takes turns putting pressure on each side. Her ankle is not hurting much.
“It has been almost three days, are you sure we should be wasting our time training like this," she asks, rolling her shoulders. “Should we not be trying to outrun the Climont soldiers?"
Jasper nods, straightening his posture before moving to her side. “Correct, but we are at least a day's journey ahead of them. We can take a small amount of time to make sure you can protect yourself the next time they come."
Eliana nods, but is emotionally shaken, as Jasper touches her wrist. The gasp builds in her chest and escapes
