"I'm going to teach you a technique."
Those words hit me differently than I expected. After everything—the spar with Kael, the conversation about purpose, the hours of corrections on my stance—this was it. The real reason I came here.
I pushed myself off the wall, ignoring the way my muscles protested and my head gave a little throb of warning. My legs felt shaky, my arms felt heavy, and honestly I wasn't sure how much more my body could take today. But I wasn't about to sit this one out. Not when we'd finally gotten to the part I'd been waiting for.
I walked back to the center of the training hall where Theron was waiting. When I stopped in front of him, he just looked at me for a long moment, studying my face like he was seeing something I couldn't see myself.
Then he spoke.
"I watched your spar with Kael. Every single second of it."
I nodded and waited.
