Chapter 84

Brielle was being attacked. Had been for the last two hours. Her lips were dry, her legs screaming for a moment of rest, but stopping at this instance would cost her life. And so she rolled to the left when Talin assaulted her. "Good!" the defender praised. "You're getting fast." Brielle wiped the sweat trickling on her jaw before rolling again. The wind from the missed kick was all that she felt. "Not fast enough," she panted. "Not good enough." "You are good enough." "You've been holding...