Chapter Fifty Five

Flashbacks:

One Year ago:

Soralina pants with sweat rolling down her face and her arms and every single skin in her body, her hairs a matted, sticky mess as she continues to practise her punches with Lucian while he dodges them easily but not as easily as before.

In time the girl has got quite good, almost coming to the level of her sister. A little more practise and they might both be the same.

"Good good, keep doing like this." Lucian says as he raises his arms to block the punches that keep coming at him.

What feels like hours later do the duo finally come to a stop before slumping down on the floor with bottles of water in their hands, drinking greedily.

After they are done, Lucian turns to look at the girl with a proud smile who has her head slumped down in tiredness. "You are doing pretty good these days. You are getting better."

"Good." Soralina says in straight voice. "But not good enough."

This has Lucian’s smile disappearing, making him sigh. "Take it slow Soralina. One step