Lucy

All right, so, this was Freya. I had seen glimpses of her in Kali’s mind before, and heard her name from the blonde girl’s lips. The girl that Freya had called Savanah, who had first tackled her, then helped her to her feet again. The girl who knew what I was, but herself remained a mystery to me.

Steeling myself for round two, I slowly stepped closer. Freya was sweating, drying her hand on her jeans before offering it to me. Hehe, I chuckled inside. Should I play the misfit, giving her what she expected after failing to kill me? For a second, I considered showing off again. How...