Kin's POV

She was getting faster.

Too fast.

I watched Verity move through the drills I'd set for her and my jaw tightened with each passing moment. Her footwork had improved in just days when it should have taken weeks. Her strikes were precise and deadly when they should still be clumsy and the way she moved sometimes like her body was there but also somewhere else at the same time made my skin crawl.

"Again," I called out and wiped sweat from my forehead.

She nodded and reset her stance. ...