The Rogue Luna
he said, though there was no real irritation in his voice.
I rolled my shoulders, wincing. “Or maybe you’re just early.”
He smirked but didn’t argue. “Let’s begin.”
I braced myself for another brutal session, but instead of immediately attacking, he circled me, his gaze sharp and assessing.
“Yesterday, you relied too much on instinct. That’s not enough.”
I frowned. “Isn’t that what fighting is? Instinct?”
“Not when you’re fighting someone stronger.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Instinct is predictable. And predictable gets you killed.”
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