Chapter 23

AMY “Your punches are weak!” my golden eyed man blurted as he defended himself from getting hit in the face. I panted whilst wondering how Logan hadn’t broken a single sweat training me. Ever since we arrived at the cave, he had asked that I hit him till he surrenders but an hour had passed now and I was still unable to land a single hit on that annoying face of his. “One would think you just lifted a mountain with the way you’re breathing,” he taunted. “It’s been over an hour now! I need a break!” I raised my voice against his. “There will be no breaks until you manage to land a hit on me.” “You jerk!” I yelled, trying to hit him again but he blocked my fist with his forearm like my punch was nothing more than the weight of a paper. “Who taught you when I was gone?” he queried as he blocked another one. “Oliver.” “Oliver is one of the best warriors I know, I wonder why his battle knowledge isn’t rubbing off on you.” “Might I have you know that Oliver himself told me