Chapter 152

Nate's POV

It would be easy for your opponent to throw you off your feet if you stand like that.”

Nate said as he helped me adjust my stance. I was facing Andrew who had thrown me off my feet every single time in just a couple of minutes

Listen carefully, Layla,” I said, my voice low and commanding. “In this world, strength is our shield and skill our sword. You must learn to wield both if you are to survive.”

Layla nodded, her gaze unwavering. She knew the dangers that lurked in the darkness, the enemies that prowled in the night. She was determined to get this over with.

With a swift motion, I lunged forward, my dagger gleaming in the moonlight. Layla dodged, but her movements were slow and uncoordinated. She had much to learn.

“Again,” I commanded, my tone firm. “This time, focus on your footwork.”

Layla nodded and squared her shoulders, her eyes locked on mine. With a deep breath, she launched herself forward, her moveme