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“Okay, now you just need to focus less on the act itself and more on your target,” Tamsin corrected.
“Alright,” I replied, eyeing the punching bag warily.
I wasn’t even sure how she’d managed to get Hector to agree to put one up. I’d been asking him for weeks and he’d refused. One request from Tamsin and a couple of days later, one had appeared right over the ring. I’d swear he had a crush on her but he really didn’t seem interested. In anyone, come to think of it. Then again, I knew even less about fire dragons than I did about my own kind. There was a good chance Hector was already mated. He looked over twenty-five and that seemed to be a common age for us dragons to pair off.
I threw a punch at the bag and missed as it swayed past.
“You’re still paying more attention to the punch
