Cravings Setting In

Sinlan:

Sylvia spent the rest of the afternoon with her friend. She didn't have any more bursts of emotional shifts. If she noticed the watcher he wasn't affecting her. The last spar of the evening was finishing up now. I held a contest where the students competed to knock one another out and then move on to the next level. The remaining members who were fighting now had both won ten individual battles before one another. They were running out of steam and losing speed. I watched as the winner finally pinned down the other, a large smile forming on her face. I applauded with the other members of the group, celebrating her victory. As she stood and put her hand out the man on the ground took it with a small smile and gave her congratulations as well. "Nicely fought."

"Same to you."