ELLA'S POV
“Take a deep long breath, then shoot!” Liya instructed carefully. My dreams about the moon goddess had gotten more frantic. I had to spill it to her.
Liya decided to be such an angel and started practicing with me. We were having our session at the open field in the school when she shot her fist right in my face. I made to deck when I lost my balance and landed on the hard ground. I groaned, “Ouch, that hurts.”
“Not as much as being defenseless when you're surrounded by your enemies,” she flung a water bottle at me.
“You do have a thing for dreams don't you?” I uncorked the lid and took a long sip, quenching my parched throat with the cold water.
I sighed, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand. “I don't think I'm all that.”
She shot me a stern look. “Of course,
