The heavy, concrete training ball slams into my palms with a brutal force that nearly knocks me over backward. I grunt, my knees dipping sharply as I struggle to keep my balance, the rough surface grating against my skin. My arms ache, my shoulders scream with protesting strain, and the earth feels like it’s spinning beneath my feet, dizzyingly fast.“Again,” Roman orders, his voice utterly devoid of sympathy from a few feet away. He stands there, massive and completely composed, radiating a stern patience.I glare at him, my breath coming in ragged, painful gasps. “You are absolutely enjoying this, aren’t you? This is torture, Roman.”He smirks, the look of innocent amusement in his grey eyes making me want to throw the ball at his head instead of his hands. “A little. It’s excellent cardio, and it teaches you foundational core stability. Now, focus.”This is what I signed up for, is it not? Who thought that trying to prove myself worthy would include getting near death experienc
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