Evangelina’s POV
I didn’t mean to anger him, but as I sat watching their training I realized that they weren’t ready for war. They were working on fancy moves and sparring in small sections, not everybody even got to spar. I noticed that some of the warriors were just going through the motions that they do this everyday and nothing changes, like they have the same partner every day. Don’t get me wrong they’re good, and I have definitely seen worse, but it seems like they have become complacent.
After the practice ended everybody went to shower and change, except me. Warrick made his way to me after sending his trainers away. I couldn’t help but admire his build. He was strong, but not too muscular. The tight black t-shirt he was wearing hugged his muscles very well. The veins on his arm
