Skye
I was incredibly grateful when Julius called me for our first training session. I had painted everything I could think of painting. I tried pottery, but that was very clearly not one of the mediums I was good at. I was pretty good at drawing, but there was only so much I could draw when I started running out of ideas.
I had also read through every book Julius brought me from front to back and all the bits in between that I liked. I was correct in my suspicion that the training Julius had in mind would be different from what I was used to. Walking into the training room, it almost looked as if it was some kind of dojo. The weapons ranged from the very ancient to the most modern. What I didn’t see were any guns …
“I believe Julius has summoned you to train.” I jumped at the sound of
