Cecilia moved like lightning.
Before Noah's fingers could graze the red patch on her shoulder, she twisted, her body blurring in motion.
Her hand snapped up, seizing his wrist with an iron grip. In the same fluid movement, she pivoted her hips, pulled his arm forward, and flipped him clean over her shoulder.
The world spun for Noah before he slammed into the floor with a thud that echoed across the training hall.
"Gah!" he groaned, the air knocked from his lungs.
Cecilia straightened, laughing softly, her golden eyes bright with amusement. "Now that was much better."
Noah lay there, dazed, one hand pressed to his ribs as he blinked up at her.
"You nearly had me this time," she said, crouching beside him with a grin. "A surprise attack. Finally using that big brain of yours."
Noah rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the faint smirk that appeared on his face.
Cecilia continued, "That means you're ready for the next little nugget of wisdom."
