"Ugh!"
A groan escaped from my throat as my body hit the ground and went tumbling across the endless white void.
I tried to push myself up, forcing my arms to obey, but my strength betrayed me. My elbows buckled, and I collapsed back on the cold, pale surface with a ragged sigh.
"That's enough for today."
I tilted my head weakly, my eyes landing on Nevia. She stood there—perfect posture, unruffled, her glowing white eyes regarding me without a flicker of pity.
Truly a Ice Queen.
"Did I… do well?" I asked.
"I suppose, for what you are capable of."
"That sounds suspiciously like an insult," I muttered, trying to catch my breath.
She didn't bother answering.
Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to roll to my knees. My legs trembled, but I pushed off the ground, leaping to my feet in one motion. I plastered a grin on my face, trying to hide the exhaustion gnawing at me.
"Will I ever get a compliment from you, Nevia?" I asked, half-joking, half-hopeful.
