ELENA'S POV

I exhaled, falling to the ground unceremoniously. “I’m spent. I don’t think I can go on anymore, Casperall.” I was out of breath and I could feel a headache coming on.

Casperall stood, her hands on her waist, watching me with a slight smile on her lips. Her blond hair glowed with elven energy. “Already? What happened to the whole ‘teach me to protect myself’ thing?” She teased, poking me slighlty with her foot.

I closed my eyes, leveling my breathing. “I’m ...