Natalia’s POV
I was still standing in the training circle, staring at Greta on the ground while the other warriors murmured around me, when David grabbed my arm and pulled me aside.
“What the hell was that?” he asked, low enough so only I could hear. “I’ve seen you fight a dozen times by now. That wasn’t normal.”
“I don’t know.” My hands were shaking from a combination of leftover adrenaline and confusion. I shoved them into my pockets to hide them and glanced at Greta, who was stumbling to her feet and wandering off with her proverbial tail between her legs. “It just... happened.”
David’s jaw clenched. He looked me up and down with a knit brow. “What is it?” I asked, concerned now.
He shook his head. “Probably nothing, but… You should get that checked out.”
“Why?”
“That might have
