TENNA.
Elliot stepped onto the mat and the entire room went quiet.
I'd sparred with Rowan dozens of times over the past few days. Torhana had been beating techniques into my skull since we started this intensive training. But Elliot? I'd never once fought Elliot.
He rolled his shoulders back in a way that was completely different from how his brothers moved. Torhana carried himself like a loaded weapon ready to go off. Rowan flowed like water around obstacles. But Elliot moved with this surgical precision that made my skin prickle with nerves.
"Today's lesson is simple," he said. "Stay on your feet."
"That's it?"
"That's everything." His ice-blue eyes locked on mine. "The second you hit the ground in the trial, you lose. So I'm going to put you down over and over until your body lear
