Tamed By The Beast King
I muttered, frustration bubbling up.
“Hey,” Knox said, stepping closer. “Listen to me. If you want to survive here, you need to stop worrying about what everyone else thinks. Forget the past, forget the doubts. Focus on getting stronger.”
His words, though harsh, held a strange sort of encouragement.
“Fine,” I said, lifting the staff again. “Let’s go.”
Knox grinned, spinning his own weapon. “That’s the spirit.”
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The rest of the training was grueling. Knox didn’t hold back, forcing me to repeat the same drills over and over until my arms ached and my legs felt like jelly. He laughed every time I stumbled, but I could tell he was watching closely, noting every mistake and improvement.
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