Lena entered the training room. She was on guard but had to prepare for the tournament of the gods. She found some waits and strapped them to her legs before doing kicks, high jumps, and running. She sat down on a bench sweat pouring of her face and neck. She wished Jay was there with his fire power that would help soothe her sore muscles. She sighed and stood before almost running in to someone. "Oh I'm sorry" she said before abruptly stopping. Queles was right in front of her staring at her coldly. Lena stepped back from Queles and narrowed her eyes. "What do you want?" She asked. Queles smirked "why are you training you know you don't stand a chance against the other gods." Lena glared at Queles. "You didn't answer my question." She said. Queles smiled "oh so I have to have a reason to come train?" He asked innocently. Lena clenched her fists. Trying to refrain from punching Queles in the face. She walked away from Queles and was about to leave the room when Queles said "oh and Lena don't forget to watch your back" Lena's eyes widened and she quickly left the room. She opened the door to her room and locked the door behind her. "Oh it's on Queles!" She said to herself and laid down on her bed before drifting off.
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The fourth Protecter one-shot
CasualeRead The Fourth Protecter before this or you can just wing it What if the gods already knew Lena and her friends where the protectors of the cities. They're just setting them up to fail at the tournament. But there is one thing the gods don't know.
