"Shit! You're fast huh!" Dymitro cursed when his attack was parried by Clayton and ended up slamming him on the practice mat.
"You have amazing technique," Uncle Clayton replied to Dymitro. I saw their practice with Dad. Two months after Clayton woke up from his injury.
I rarely do physical exercise and have no interest in doing it anymore unless I have to finish my yoga practice up to level 6. Level 7 and beyond are forbidden by Aunt Aurora and the Chiefs. We assumed that the next level should be off-limits. Otherwise, there would be chaos that would require us to use that level.
That level makes people like us far beyond our strength. And make it forbidden to anyone.
"Your boyfriend can even handle Dymitro, great." Dad smiled at me. I grin proudly, and my protector can even overcome my father's great bodyguard. That's sexy.
