Cynthia POV

Later that day, I could see it in his eyes—the fire that had been missing for so long was finally back. Sinacore wasn’t just going through the motions anymore, he was training with purpose. His every movement was precise, deliberate, driven by a desire for victory that he hadn’t shown in a long time.

Watching him from a distance, I felt a surge of pride. But it wasn’t just me who noticed the change. Bradley and the other team members exchanged glances, their ...