Chapter 86

ELIZA’S POV I pushed myself through the final movements of my training routine. My muscles burned, but it I loved the sensation. It reminded me of my strength, my control. The sun was beginning to set when a figure stepped directly into my path. Maya. I stopped, straightening as I wiped sweat from my brow. I met her gaze head on. She was fuming. Her fists were clenched at her sides and every inch of her radiated with anger. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" she accused, “You put on a show during Michael's challenge just to lure me into fighting you." I arched an eyebrow. "You think I planned that just for you? You give yourself too much credit, Maya." Before she could respond, another voice cut in. "Oh, please, Maya," Vivi said, stepping up beside me. "Do you really think Eliza needs to lure you into anything? If she wanted to fight you, she’d wouldn’t need to pretend. And if you have forgotten, she fought you and beat you in a few minutes. Does that ring a bell?” Maya’s eyes flar