"Well then," Mystica said, her voice shifting to something more serious. "If that's the case, we'll move on to something that benefits both of you." She gestured between Liam and Sheila.
Sheila's eyes darted to Liam for a fleeting moment, her disdain evident. "There's no way I'm training with him. Absolutely not."
Mystica let out a long, theatrical sigh. "Princess, I've already told you—if you can't stomach the company here, you're more than welcome to join another instructor. There are plenty who'd love to coddle you."
Sheila's lips pressed into a tight line, but Mystica wasn't done.
"However," Mystica continued, her mischievous smirk returning as she pointed to Dylan and Ariana, "these two already have a grasp on what they need to focus on. You and Liam, on the other hand? You're lagging behind. And believe me, you aren't going to reach your potential if you ego keeps getting in the way."
