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Chapter 22: The Awakening
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Lena barely dodged Cassian’s attack, throwing herself to the side as his fist sliced through the air where her head had been just seconds before.No warning. No hesitation.This wasn’t training. This was a test—one she had no intention of failing.She landed in a crouch, her muscles burning, but there was no time to recover. Cassian was on her again, faster than before.His next strike came at her ribs. She twisted away, narrowly avoiding the impact, but before she could counter, he pivoted and slammed his foot toward her side.Lena caught it—barely.The force sent her skidding backwards, her boots scraping against the stone floor.Cassian smirked. “Better.”Lena exhaled sharply. “If this is your idea of control, I think you need a better definition.”He moved again. A blur.Lena barely got her arms up before his fist crashed into her forearm, the impact sending a shockwave through her bones.“You think control means hesitation?” Cassian asked their voice calm despite the relentless a
