Chapter 217: We Won
There was proof of her claim: a darker smear of dirt on the edge of his boot, a bare sliver where the packed earth had been touched. The toe of his boot rested not on the inside of the circle but beyond it — only a finger's breadth of dust to show the line had been crossed.
Orion's mouth twisted at the corners; for a bare instant he was the student who had been outfoxed. Then that twist became a laugh, soft and incredulous. "You used your collapsing as a way to win?"
"You said anything works in a battle. I'd admit I didn't do it intentionally, but it worked in our favor all the same," she told him.
Orion laughed as his hands tightened around her. "Okay, fine, you sly woman. You won. But do you see what you're doing wrong?"
"Pushing myself too much?" she asked him.
