Sephora's POV
I rested my hands on the balcony rail and leaned out to survey all the warriors assembled in the training ground. They all looked at me as I stood in front of them. I signed and closed my eyes briefly. It was no secret that I had been attacked yesterday, so they all knew the reason for the gathering today. I inhaled the morning air satisfied that I was going to figure out who had attacked me. I observed each warrior closely, searching for a clue or anything that could expose the identity of the masked warrior, but it was fruitless.
"I wouldn't want to waste any more of our time," I said, walking in between their lines. "As you know, I was attacked by a masked warrior in the woods yesterday. I have reason to believe that one of you is responsible for that attack."
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