Cheon stood at the edge of the training mats with her arms crossed and that little furrow between her eyebrows that meant she was thinking hard about something. Her hair fell loose around her shoulders, catching the harsh gym lights in a way that made my hands itch to touch it again.
I forced myself to focus. Six in the morning. First real training session. Battle Trials in two days.
Right.
"So," Mera said, stretching her arms over her head in a way that lifted her sports bra just enough to show the underside of her breasts. "What's the plan, Panda?"
Cheon's eye twitched at the nickname, but she didn't correct it. Progress.
"We should start with dynamic stretching," she said. "Warm up the muscles properly before any weighted exercise or combat drills."
"Makes sense." I dropped down to the mat and started working on my hamstrings. "You're in charge."
Mera followed my lead, sprawling out with her legs in a wide V. "Yeah. Teach us, professor."
