Alpha Santa
I stare down at her unconscious body, my heart racing as I slowly realise what I’ve done.
“Oh my God,” I whisper, covering my mouth with shaking hands.
Coach Morgan steps forward, looking down at Leona’s limp form with a raised eyebrow. Then, with a shrug, she spits on the ground next to her.
“I told you not to underestimate anyone,” she says, turning to the rest of the group. “Lesson one: respect your opponent.”
The crowd is silent, staring at me like I’ve grown another head. My knees threaten to buckle, but I hold myself up.
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