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Oooh, let the fun begin!

Sahar

“I have to be,” Yila murmured. “Otherwise people will die.”

Okay, edgy. We all have our issues, I was just trying to be nice.

After she finished shooting the arrows, she drew a knife and hurled it into the target, right above the bundle of arrows.

This girl was starting to annoy me. I could stand people showing off, goodness knew Acyn did it enough, but she took herself so horribly seriously at all times. It was getting tiresome, but I didn’t let her see it.

She walked to the target and removed her various weapons.

“I need to talk to my brother,” she snapped. “Use my target, but don’t break it.”

As soon as I was sure she was looking away, I rolled my eyes and pulled a face. That had been unecessarily rude.

I threw the sets of knives into the target, changing my aim every time. I took my time, letting the cold steel slip between my fingers and enjoying the hard thwack as they hit the target.

I was getting goosebumps on my arms. Was it just me or was it getting colder? Caves were naturally cold, but it was definitely colder than it had been.

Then a booming metallic voice cackled maniacally.

“Thought I’d forgotten about you, did you?”

I spun around, my knife ready to throw.

“Don’t try me, lump of bricks,” I called, cheerily. “I’d happily shred your internal workings.”