Chapter 106: Cut
Chapter 106: Cut
Lennox's POV
She stood before me with folded arms, clearly not happy that I was there.
"Why are you here?" she asked, sounding so irritated.
I shrugged, pushed back my emotions, and gave her a hard expression. "Why can't I be here? This is the training field, not your room."
Olivia's eyes narrowed, her glare sharp. "Then train," she snapped, turning away from me and falling back into her stance. "Don't just stand there gawking."
I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to ignore the tightness in my chest. "Your steps are sloppy," I said coldly.
She froze. Slowly, she turned to face me again, her expression unreadable. "What?"
"Your left leg drags on the pivot. Your form's weaker than usual," I said, trying to sound calm, like I wasn't suffocating on everything that happened minutes ago. "If you're going to act like a warrior, then fight like one."
Her lips curled into a furious smirk. "Oh, really?" she asked, voice dripping with anger. And before I could brace myself, she snatched a training knife from the weapons rack beside her and threw it.
Fast. Sharp.
I caught it—barely.