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Once we’d started eating, I tried to relax. My stomach was in knots, making it hard to swallow, but I was too hungry. I had to eat.
Battle-ready. What did that even mean? Were they going to teach me how to fight, how to shoot, or just how to use my Talent to hurt and kill? Whatever it entailed, I wanted nothing to do with it.
Yes, I needed to learn how to defend myself, but I didn’t want to fight whatever battles they had in mind. I didn’t even know who they intended to fight against. It was all too much.
I looked across at Braydac. By the way he was eating, I’d say he hadn’t eaten since lunch time the day before either.
He wasn’t blocking me, so I asked him if he knew what they meant by ‘battle-ready.’
think it means?>
I cringed.
I stood up. my fault? That’s just pathetic.&
