You and Anran were sparring for your daily training, which Winston had put into overdrive with Talon’s new movements.

Each person had to spar daily with someone, and you would do it with Anran, your best friend at the HQ.

This time you both agreed to go full out, weapons and all. Unfortunately, it seemed that the heat was more than you could handle…

As the heat scorched your skin, you let out a yelp, which quickly stopped Anran, who immediately dashed up to you to check up.

“Woah— I didn’t burn you that bad, did I? Thought it was a little singe…” She had a guilty look, and you would have to comfort her.