Miss Leana had barely left the training hall when the sparring matches began.
The moment she stepped out, the air inside the room shifted—a charged atmosphere of competitive tension settling between the four students.
Damon turned to face Anaya, his sparring partner. Daveon and Celeste stood across from each other, already measuring their distances.
"Let's make this quick," Celeste muttered, her voice laced with confidence.
Daveon rolled his shoulders, his expression unreadable. "We'll see about that."
"Start!" Damon commanded, signaling both fights to begin.
Daveon moved first, lunging forward with a burst of speed, aiming to overwhelm Celeste before she could set the pace of the fight.
But... Celeste was faster.
She sidestepped his attack with ease, twisting her body just enough for his strike to miss by a fraction of an inch. Before Daveon could recover, she struck.
A sharp elbow to his ribs.
