The next day, Skye was once again training with River, the two moving fluidly across the training grounds. She smiled. She wasn’t as sore as she had been from Antony’s training the other day, and she wondered if it was because her instincts were attuned to this kind of fighting.

She got a good hit on River’s arm and she grinned as she watched their face contort in pain. But the grin didn’t last as her eyes widened when River knocked her to the ground again and put the ...