115: Punishment

ADRIANA’S POV

“Too slow,” Zara says, gripping my arm and pulling me to her so my back is pressed against her front. “See, you’ll be dead in seconds if this is a real fight.” I nod, heaving as I try to catch my breath.

“Let’s go again.” She releases me and takes a single step back. “Remember, don’t think of me getting to you. Just follow your instinct and attack, good?” I nod, breathing hard.

I dance on my toes, she watches me with her hawk-like eyes, studying my body language and trying to see which side I might attack from. My brain is blank, I try to shut off every single thought. With her hands poised in front of her, ready to fight, I pause and she raises a brow, before she can think to speak, I throw my hand out and hook her below the jaw. She stumbles back and I smile widely, feeling proud for finally getting something right.

I’m still celebrating my victory when I feel the floor disappear from under me. A loud oomph leaves my lips and I wrap my arms around myself, groaning from