Chapter 234: Two Without Teachers
The underground arena was loud.
CLANG.
Elara Logcheville drove Aegon backward across the mat with a wooden spear, correcting his footwork between strikes.
SMACK.
Seraphina Vance caught Lucien in the ribs with the flat of the Requiem for the ninth time that hour.
At the far end, the blue projection of Gunther Stillbane was telling Bram exactly what he was doing wrong with his knees, loudly, at length.
Every single person in that bunker had somebody standing over them telling them how to be better.
Except two.
Nyx Vespera sat on an equipment crate in the corner with her hood down and one Shadow-Rend Dagger balanced across her knee. Estella Everdawn stood ten feet away with her arms folded, watching the others work.
Neither of them had anything to do.
"This is stupid," Nyx said.
"Yes."
"There is nobody left."
"No."
Nyx spun the dagger once and caught it.
