Athena

The dawn broke with a soft crimson light, painting the sanctuary in hues of fire and blood. The quiet tension of the night lingered like a heavy curtain, and though the forest seemed calm, I knew better. Gian was patient, meticulous, and ruthless. He would strike when least expected, and I had to make sure we were ready.

I rose before the others, the training hall calling to me like a siren. My muscles still ached from the previous day’s exercises, but I needed the physical edge. ...