For the tenth time today, I found myself sprawled on the ground. I groaned out of frustration as I hauled myself off the ground. Sparring with Wilona had to be the most challenging thing yet. Her strength, speed, and quick-minded thinking could not be outmatched. I couldn't help but wonder if her abilities stemmed from years of vigorous training or if she was just born that way.
Brushing off the dust from my clothes, I faced her, “Why can't I ever beat you?”
Wilona met my gaze, “Probably because you’re not stronger yet, and it's because you haven’t accessed your full powers.”
From the rebirth.
I had completely forgotten about it, and here was Wilona reminding me. An unsettling fear crept in because I didn't know what to expect and the time for rebirth was drawing near. I wondered what the challenges I would face would be and if I would be able to handle them.
“I want to be strong on my own. I don’t want to depend on my destined powers,” my gaze moved downwards, “I hate feeling weak.”
A sense of empathy flickered in Wilona's eyes as she approached, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Let's take a walk to clear your mind. You've trained enough this morning."
I nodded.