Kaelen’s POV
The cold steel of a blade hissed through the air, coming straight for my blind spot. I didn't think. I pivoted sharply on my heel, dropping low to scoop up my spear. With a swift, powerful twist of my wrists, I smacked the oncoming sword to the side, sending a jarring vibration up my arms.
"You're insane," I snapped, glaring at him through the sheets of rain.
Sterling didn't even flinch. A dark, reckless amusement played at the corners of his mouth. "Insane or not, we will fight today."
The rain came down even heavier. The downpour plastered my hair to my face and blurred my vision. The sheer audacity of his ambush cut through my exhaustion, turning into pure, unadulterated annoyance.
Irritation flared hot in my chest, burning away any remaining hesitation. With a snarl,
