Jason's Pov
As much as this was exhilarating, it was also very tasking having to dodge each attack from Luther.
It had been easy when I sparred with Leo and Derek who were both sitting on the grass, watching us as we continued at it for another few minutes, circling each other, occasionally lunging for a quick hit and trying to block one another's strikes.
I was trying to keep up with Luther's movements as he moved faster than I'd ever seen him move before.
And I was like who the heck trained this guy?!
Every time his blade swung toward my face or arm, my body reacted in reflex and I ducked down out of the way at the last minute, barely managing not to get cut by his sword.
I could see the sweat dripping off his forehead, even after the cool morning air blew across our faces and made a cold sweat break out on my own.
"You've improved since the last time we fought," Luther says, swinging his sword again.
