That voice was unrecognizable to me. How could a voice I didn’t know reach my mind? I glanced at Kennis, who looked worried; perhaps my expression had given away that something was wrong. I inhaled and exhaled, trying to clear my mind. The voice didn’t speak again. Should I tell him? I wondered, but even if I did, what would he do about it?'Tell him,' Dove said.  'I will later.'Maybe I just imagined it. However, the goosebumps on my skin said otherwise. The following morning was my training day. As always, Quian was there, and so was Nina. In the weeks we had been training, I had improved significantly. Nina...