Freya's POV
Maya flung me through the air like I weighed nothing, and I crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Pain shot through my body as I gasped for breath, but I clenched my fists, forcing myself to rise.
"Is that all you've got?" Maya sneered, brushing dirt off her hands. "Honestly, I expected more from you, Freya. Such a disappointment."
Her words stung, but the rage bubbling inside me was stronger. My vision blurred for a moment before my eyes shifted to a dark, glowing gold.
Maya raised an eyebrow. "Oh, looks like someone’s angry now. Come on, Freya. Show me what you've got!"
She barely had time to finish her taunt before I charged at her with supernatural speed, landing a solid punch to her face. The satisfying c***k of bone echoed in the air, and she stumbled back,
