Chapter 22

The ferocity and the calmness in her eyes, made the teacher falter for a moment. How can something be so dangerous and yet so alluring, she could be likened to a polar bear; enthralling, cold, distant and deadly. Polar bears possess the tenacity to stalk a prey and eat them, Bree gave off such a vibe as well.

But we should run away from things that are feared…

From beauty, from pleasure

But that would be equivalent to running away from life.

"As a newcomer, I have to check your martial prowess to know if I have my work cut out for me or not"

"Yes, lieutenant" Bree responded, softly, staring straight into her eyes, the title was obviously a mockery but Bree gazed upon her in amorosity.

And the teacher wondered if Bree really wanted to moan that title.

"You'll have a hand to hand combat with anyone of my choosing" the teacher said.

"Fighting with you, is it not permitted?" Bree inquired, equivocally

The teacher cleared her throat,