Eighty-One

Sally's POV

Darius' eyes glanced down at my plate of food but said nothing. Instead, he asked. "What are you doing today?"

I put down my fork before answering. "I don't know. Might start training again, I guess." I shrugged, unsure of my plans for the day.

He just nodded at the idea. I was sure he wanted to protest, to prevent me from picking up the weapon, but again, he said nothing except. "Be careful, don't push yourself too much."

I nodded curtly before making my excuses. Heading back upstairs to my assigned room, and closing the door properly, I climbed into bed and just lay there staring at the ceiling. Gradually, I felt my eyes close, the fatigue I had been suppressing finally coming and lulling me back to sleep.

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Third person POV

It was a normal Saturday, late in the evening. Right on the training ground, the sound of metal colliding echoed throughout the forest. Although, she went jogging in the morning, almost losing her leg because of it. Sally continues to p