Chapter 18-01

"Are you ready?"

"Give me a minute. I think mom ripped my shirt wrong. My wings feel weird around the edges of the slits," I told my dad while adjusting my shirt.

I gave up after a few more useless attempts to fix it. My parents were ready for me so I got in stance and waited.

"Since you just received the healing gift, getting injured won’t be too much of a problem," my dad said.

I grinned and gave a small head shake.

"It’ll just hurt," I added.

My dad smiled at me and rolled his eyes, knowing I was just saying that to tease him.

"I’m ready!"

We were twenty feet apart from each other. Today’s training would be focused on my ability to block. We usually started with simple things and slowly escalated the intensity of the training. My parents agreed that the more pressure I had, the better I would respond.

Lesson of the day: Avoiding attack.