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“Not bad for an hour of training.”

Gemma curled her lips downwards and nodded, trying to imitate the style of Jonah when he was her mentor. Looks arrogant but also amazed at the same time.

Moonla and Fro, the names of the girl and the boy, looked in disbelief at the throwing knives that were firmly stuck to the wooden stake. Fro turned his head back and forth at the knife and at Gemma.

“I’ve been practicing for a week, but the knife isn’t stuck anywhere at all.”

“It all depends on the stance and the swing of your arm. Lack of strength and the knife will not reach the target, too much force, the knife will be thrown over the target, or stray somewhere else.”

Gemma walked over and picked up the silver throwing knife. She turned around and was restrained when Moonla asked a question.

“Are you an Archturian?”

Gemma was silent. The emptiness in her heart that had disappeared becau