TENNA.
She wasn't kidding.
For the next hour, Kara proceeded to systematically destroy me. She was faster, stronger, and had about a thousand times more experience. Every time I thought I had an opening, she was already three moves ahead.
I hit the mat so many times I lost count.
"Your footwork is s**t," Kara said, not even breathing hard while I gasped for air. "You're slow. You hesitate. And you fight like someone who's never been hit before."
"I haven't," I admitted.
"Well, you're about to be. Block."
I barely got my arms up before her fist connected with my forearm. The impact sent me stumbling back.
"That was me pulling the punch," she said. "In the trial, I won't pull anything. You need to be ready."
"I'm trying—"
"Trying isn't good enough." She advanced. "The Elders want y
