Finally, it was Olivia's turn. As Olivia stepped up for her turn, Seraphina caught the attention of the guard with a little wink. The guard understood and stepped forward.
Olivia took a deep breath, gripping her silver blade tightly, while Aquila offered encouraging looks and a warm smile. She confidently approached the battlefield, facing her opponent who strangely made her feel uneasy.
Despite the faint sense of danger, she brushed it off and prepared to fight.
She held onto every bit of training Atticus had given her, repeating it in her heart like a sacred mantra.
Olivia's heart pounded in her chest as the fight began. She could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins, fueling her every move. With each attack, she relied on Atticus' training, channeling his teachings like a sacred mantra.
