Rhea

I held my breath. After training with Ezekiel, I felt reasonably confident. But I did not want to fight Anastasia. Her eyes looked red and menacing. I knew she had been looking forward to a chance to fight me when no one would stop her. I was certain she would kill me if I left myself open. I wondered if the boys would intervene before it got to that point.

I looked at Ezekiel and Lionel. Both of them looked at me confidently. They looked like they had no ...