❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅❄❅ Now we're in the ring and we're coming for blood. — Lorde, Glory and Gore "ONE." Jump. I leap off a thin ledge of rock and onto thin air. "Two." Tuck. I fold my body inwards, clenching every muscle, and flip forward, doing a somersault in midair. "Three." Unfurl. I elongate my body as the ground rushes up at me. With the force of a gale wind, I slam into the giant pile of grass on the floor, sending it flying everywhere. "Four." "Five." Finish. I spring back up and let out a snarl that echoes in the empty cavern.