Chapter 203: Anchor and Flow
Dren was getting better. There was a stubborn determination in the way he moved now — no longer flinching when Orion corrected him, no longer second-guessing each strike. For every mistake he made, he recovered with a sharper response. Sweat beaded on his brow, but the fire in his eyes burned steady.
Nia, opposite him, laughed under her breath after one exchange. "Am I in a group with prodigies? How are you guys getting so good?"
Dren paused. "You're getting good too."
"Don't try to pity me by lying," she told him.
