Ezra Bridger Rebels Novels & Stories

Some of them had been approached earlier in the day, but since everyone realized that there were three Guardians here, they have been left alone. We let them enjoy their wins. We don’t have anyone competing tomorrow, and while I want to be there to cheer for Shadow Falls and Canyon Ridge, our score will stay the same. Eli lets everyone know how proud he is of them and after mind linking me, he decides to take this opportunity to offer the Lead Warrior position to Ezra. He accepts and the party continues while Eli and I go to our cabin, hearing the party last until well into the early morning.

And whenever he watched, I couldn't quite seem to remember everything. He starts going through the form, pointing out a few of my mistakes and details that I'd missed. Ezra was Firstblade, the leader of all the Strikers in Mara. He was just a few years older than I was, had even trained together with me before. But he had the aura of a leader, voice so authoritative that its quietness didn't matter. I follow, moving through each of the turns along with him. And this time, I make it through without a single mistake— my every move synced with his.