NOVA
She stayed at the strip after they left. Alone now, which was what she wanted. She reset her position in front of the nearest post and threw again. Hit left of centre. Then low. Then clipped the edge entirely and had to walk down to pull the blade from the dirt.
Right. So she has to beat Bren no matter what, or she is not going to live the rest of this academy down with him and his disciples.
She reset. Threw. Left again.
Her shoulder was the problem. She could feel it falling on the release, and her whole right side fell a little at the last second. She knew it was wrong, but knowing it was wrong and fixing it were two different conversations.
Left of centre.
"Drive with your shoulder."
She spun around.
Caden stood six feet behind her, his jacket open, and looked at her with
