---POV Esa---
You know, sometimes Drac is an a*shole! I huffed to myself and continued smacking the bags in the outdoor arena. I felt like training was the upmost importance now. While he went off to find the Origin Dragon. Even Abs was training along with us. Last time I checked, I think she was on the treadmill. I huffed a bit and stretched, feeling my muscles soothe a bit. “My Queen. The bag is not your enemy.”
I turned, still not used to the title. Of course, it was Fallon calling to me. He was leaning on the side of a smaller ring used for training matches. I chuckled and walked over to him, pulling my hair out of my now sweaty face. “Oh, come on. You know that’s how I relieve stress. Also, Drac told me the best way to get out my last shifter is to train harder.”
Fallon scoffed a
