Chapter 7 Seeds of Discord

• “Go faster, Elara!” The sound of Kieran's voice was like a sharp knife cutting through the cool morning air. “In a real fight, you're dead if you hold back.”
• As Elara slammed her fists together and charged forward, her arms hurt and shadows wrapped around her fingers. She didn't stop, even though sweat was running down her forehead. She couldn’t.
• The way Kieran moved was precise and controlled, so he easily avoided her attack. “Your shadows are powerful, but they’re wild. “Take charge of them or they'll take over you.”