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on the mat, you’re going to need every second.”

There’s a grumble of assent in our little group.
“As you know, hand-to-hand challenges are on hold for the next two and

a half weeks before Presentation so you can focus here.” Professor

Emetterio flips a page on the little notebook he carries. “Sawyer, you’re
going to show them how it’s done, since you already have the lay of the

land. Then Pryor, Trina, Tynan, Rhiannon, Ridoc, Violet, Aurelie, and

Luca.” A smile curves the harsh line of his mouth as he finishes calling out
every name in our squad, and we file into order. “You’re the only squad to

remain intact since Parapet. That’s incredible. Your squad leader must be

very proud. Wait here for a second.” He walks past us, waving at someone
high up on the cliff.

No doubt that someone has a watch.
“Aetos is especially proud of Sorrengail.” Tynan gifts me with a mocking

sneer once our instructor is out of hearing range.

I see red. “Look, if you want to talk shit about me, that’s one thing, but
leave Dain out of it.”

“Tynan,” Sawyer warns, shaking his head.
“Like it doesn’t bother any of you that our squad leader is fucking one of

us?” Tynan throws out his hands.

“I’m not—” I start, indignation getting the best of me before I can take a
deep breath. “Honestly, it’s none of your godsdamned business who I’m

sleeping with, Tynan.” Though if I’m going to get accused, can’t I have

some of the perks? If I know Dain, he’s hung up on the whole
fraternization-is-discouraged-within-the-chain-of-command thing like this

asshole. But surely Dain would actually make a move if he really wanted to,

right?
“It is if it means you get preferential treatment!” Luca adds in.

“For fuck’s sake,” Rhiannon mumbles, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
“Luca, Tynan, shut up. They’re not sleeping together. They’ve been friends