Chapter 81
The next morning, we headed to the training grounds, a wide open area surrounded by tall trees. The place was set up with different obstacles, each meant to challenge various parts of our combat skills. Narik was the first to step up. He showed off his amazing speed and agility, moving through the course like he was floating. Every step he took was careful and precise, making it clear why these were his strongest skills.
He guided me through exercises that focused on quick reactions and light, fast footwork. ease.
Lorik, on the other hand, had a completely different approach. While Narik focused on speed, torik’s training was all about power and endurance. His sessions were intense, with each move showing off his incredible strength. It felt like the ground shook with every strike he made. Lorik pushed me to build my physical strength to its limits.
His fighting skills were well–rounded, combining brute force with smart strategies. He taught me how to use my strength in a way that could overpower an opponent, mixing power with clever tactics. Watching him, it was clear that Lorik was a seasoned fighter, his body a perfect mix of strength and skill.
As we continued training, I couldn’t help but notice the growing tension between Lorik and Narik. It was clear that this wasn’t just about preparing me for the duel–there was something more going on between them. Whenever Narik showed me a new technique, Lorik would immediately step in with something even tougher, throwing glances at his brother that were hard to read.
Narik, not wanting to be outdone, would push the training even further, encouraging me to push my limits. It felt like they were in a silent competition, each trying to outshine the other. Despite this, their rivalry ended up helping me.
I could feel myself getting stronger and more confident with every session, even though the tension between them made each moment feel like a test–not just for me, but for them as well.
After school one day, I headed to my locker, ready to grab my trainers for the evening’s training. As I opened the door, I was unexpectedly shoved from behind, causing me to stumble as my shoes tumbled to the floor. Shocked and a bit shaken, I spun around to see who had bumped into me.
The person standing there was a boy wearing a hat and mask, but despite the disguise, I recognized him instantly. It was Max, the chubby boy who had been picked on in the parking lot. But there was Something different about him now–his eyes, usually filled with fear, were hardened, almost unrecognizable.
Watch it!” he barked, his voice dripping with anger. He didn’t wait for a reply; he just turned and
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formed off, leaving me standing there in a mix of confusion and rising anger.
felt a wave of irritation at his rude behavior, but as I bent down to gather my shoes, something caught my eye. Scattered around them were several sharp nails.
As I stood there, staring at the scattered nails and pins that had fallen out of my trainers, a chill ran
down my spine. My first thought was of Sorcia. It had to be her. Sorcia, who despised me enough to
ensure my downfall by any means necessary. The thought of her orchestrating this scheme to cripple me before our duel was both infuriating and terrifying. The bet we made was heavy, and she
couldn’t afford to lose. This was her way of tipping the scales in her favor.
I couldn’t help but think back to Max, the boy who had bumped into me just moments earlier. His last words, “Be careful,” echoed in my mind, not as a threat, but as a warning. Was he trying to help
e? The hardness in his eyes had hinted at something deeper, something more complex than the
fear and anger that had initially clouded his face.
Curiosity getting the better of me, I cautiously touched the inside of my shoe. My fingers brushed against the sharp points of nails and the even finer tips of pins that had been meticulously placed
inside.
They were hidden so well that I wouldn’t have noticed them until it was too late, until they had done
their damage. My heart sank as the realization dawned on me–Max knew. He must have known
what Sorcia was planning and had tried to warn me in the only way he could.
The bell rang, marking the end of the school day, but I wasn’t heading home just yet.
I needed to make a stop at the hospital first. Jane shouldn’t know about my upcoming duel with
Sosia–not yet.
Lorik’s sleek car was parked at the entrance, waiting for me as usual, but today, I walked right past
- it.
Inside the car, Lorik blinked in surprise for a moment before he pulled out, trailing slowly behind
- me.
“I’m heading to the hospital today,” I called over my shoulder, “It’s not on your way.”
“You’re going to visit that injured girl?” Lorik’s voice softened as he pulled up beside me. “Hop in, I’ll take you.”
glanced down at myself–my clothes were still dusty from training.
Lorik was a notorious cleanliness freak. He rarely let anyone ride in his car, let alone someone as filthy as I was right now. Hell, I’m sure if I got in like this, I’d be thrown out in seconds.
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Once, during a low blood sugar attack, I ate a piece of candy in his car, and when I accidentally dropped the wrapper, Lorik nearly tossed me out onto the road. He even had the car deep deaned–three times–before he was satisfied.
“Don’t follow me,” I said, not even turning back. “I’m not taking your car.”
Lorik’s eyes lingered on my face, clearly realizing I was thinking about that incident. He softened his tone, practically pleading.
“Come on, Sherry. My car is your car–use it however you want. Please, forgive me for last time.”
“Really? Use it however I want?”
shot Lorik a mischievous grin as a wicked idea formed in my mind.I just…thought of some interesting ideas.
