VALERIA

I stare at Mr. Murdock, not believing a single word that came out of his mouth even though I'm already clutching the sword he just handed me.

Meanwhile, the girl named Celeste is looking at me with a radiant grin, as though Christmas just came early for her. She twirls her sword in her hand expertly, causing it to reflect a very strong glare in my eyes.

"Ladies," Mr. Murdock calls out. “I want you to turn around, walk ten paces away, and finally face each ...