The Omega's Promise
And that was all Freya needed for her swift, strong strike to send me down, hard.
A groan left my lips as I hit the ground.
“Now, you're distracted,” Freya stated.
I took in my lower lip, pushing myself up again, refusing to look back at Deucalion this time.
“I’m fine,” I muttered.
Freya followed my earlier glance, then clicked her tongue.
“You can't afford to lose focus, Dextera,” she warned. “Or you’ll get eaten alive out there.”
I nodded once.
This time, when I stood, I forced my stance to remain firm, and my mind to restrain from wandering.
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