YOUNG WARRIORS
Sky was at the Yi’ingo arena training her novice warriors. She watched Quinn’s body hit the ground, rolling on the loose gravel of the Yi’ingo arena. The tiny girl screamed in pain as her knees and elbows, previously scuffed by the same unforgiving surface, bled on impact. Red and blue covered Quinn’s milky skin, spoils from a day of intense battle. She jumped to her feet and dusted herself off. The long, royal blue streaks adorning her short dark hair covered her face and Asian eyes. She blew her hair away from her nose with fierce determination.
Sky knew that the fourteen-year-old human was too stubborn to yield to Scout. Quinn’s opponent was Sky’s most promising young apprentice; Scout’s blood was almost pure, and her royal descent made her a contender, one day, for th
