Chapter 83
Author: JAE
last update2026-07-31 08:35:25

Jacobi’s POV

Ace hit the mat harder than usual, rolled, and came back up with his guard already set. Sweat flew off him with every movement.

I watched from the edge of the cleared living room and felt a small, reluctant pull of pride. The man who had shown up weeks ago looking like life had beaten the fight out of him was gone. This version moved with purpose.

“Again,” I said. “But this time don’t memorize the counter. You’re still showing it in your shoulders.”

Ace exhaled, and came at the pa
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