Ziana’s POV
I look around the camp at the third wave of troops waiting for command to charge. I am to stay here and go with them when the time comes. After all I am the secret weapon, not only to make my mother heel, but also in my powerful gift of electricity. I could bring down 20 people with one well placed strike. Father is watching on the outskirts, waiting for the right time to attack and call the second wave.
I sit on a log with my best friend Adria. Her knee jumps as her pink eyes bounce around the camp. Together, we make an undefeatable team. Our warrior training and battle prowess are like dances. Combine that with our gifs and we are something to behold. At least that is what I am told.
Wimpers come from our left and I know that it is the twins, Kit and Kat. The third wave
