I was lucky with the first block, but not so much with the second block. I spit out blood, my lip busted from the force of his punch.

"You son of a bitch, you did that out of nowhere!" I groaned in pain, rubbing the sore on my jaw. His attacks were relentless.

His forehead made a line of surprise, "You have to always be ready for the enemy to strike. They will do it out of nowhere, so it's your job to do it beforehand."

I didn't answer to that, knowing he was right.

His lips formed a grim line, and I could tell that he wanted to wipe away the blood, and comfort me, but at the same time, held back.

I took this chance to retaliate while he was distracted.

My kick to his rib caused a loud crack, I could hear it. However, he didn't slip out any noise to show signs of the pain.

Instead, he grabbed my leg in a firm grip and swung me into a tree.

I collapsed onto the ground, wheezing.

He went down to extend a hand to pull me up, but I grabbed his collar, smashing his head into the tree for revenge.

As he recovered, I huffed out heavily, observing my surroundings.

Noticing one missing person when all the warriors were fighting.

"Where's Odette?" I asked, keeping my voice in a cheerful tone so he wouldn't suspect anything.

He spat some blood onto the ground, gritting out, "She's asleep. Odette wasn't feeling so well today, so I let her have the day off."

I nodded, a bit relieved that I don't need to keep up a fake facade for today.

He finally jumped to his feet, getting into position for another duel.

I returned his stance eagerly, ready to learn. I had already learned so much from his training from yesterday, it really did help me shape my form.

Seeing me ready for action, he charges at me.

I rush into the attack, blocking his hits.

This is going to be a long training session...

***

I cried out in pain when he kneed me in the gut, my small form falling onto the ground.

We had been training for several hours. For these many hours, he taught me how to push my muscles, how to abuse them and not overuse them in a way they weren't allowed to be used.

In a way, I started respecting him as my instructor.

For the last hour, the warriors were already dismissed and told to get ready for training tomorrow.

However, he made me stay.

Which made me absolutely furious.

Having enough of this nonsense, my words fumbled out, "Why are you making me overwork?! This isn't fair!"

In return, his fists dropped to his sides. His chest heaving as the sweat rolled down his muscled chest, his eight pack moving due to his heavy breathing.

Wasabi was fanning herself, but I wasn't having any of it.

"Because you're a weak she-wolf," he replied coldly, his face blank.

He was about to move to strike me again, before I did the unexpected.

I wasn't thinking, my emotions overtook me.

I was just tired of him treating me this way, even if it was an act.

I needed answers, and I needed them now.

"DANIEL, ENOUGH! I KNOW THE SECRET!"