Katelina endured another training session with Micah that ended with him flat on his back. She wiped her hands on her pants smugly.

Verchiel and Loren perched on the wooden boxes. Verchiel clapped his hands. Loren whistled and called, "Go Katelina!"

Micah stood, mopping the blood from his face. "You don't need to sound so fucking delighted."

"Come on, she's doing a good job." Verchiel hopped down and put an arm around her shoulders. "Our little Kately is growing ...