DEA
“Come on, Maria. Hit me!”
I let out a long gasp as I tried to steady my stance and kicked him on the leg, but he just easily dogged it.
“s**t,” I muttered and wiped the sweat off my head. We’ve been doing this for days already, but it seemed like I couldn't even land one good kick on him.
Before I could fully settle, Arthur was already circling me again, his eyes were soft staring at my heavy breathing.
“You’re tired, Maria. Let’s stop this.”
Hearing that name again seemed to magically pour a lot of energy on me.
“No,” I shook my head and gripped the wooden stick firmly. “I can still go on.”
His eyes stayed on me before nodding. “As you wanted but your stance is wrong again.”
I exhaled sharply and moved to correct myself, but he closed the distance before I could even fini
