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Fane drank a mouthful of tea and continued, “Nonetheless, I’ll investigate him before the fight. I need to at least understand why he’s the one who came instead of the others. Does he have any people supporting him, or was he ordered to do so by somebody else?” Nash nodded and focused his eyes on Fane. “Then, how do you plan to train during the coming month?” Fane drank his tea and exhaled before he said, “How can I train? I definitely have to enter the Soul Hall. I still have fifty pavilion contribution points with me, although I have no idea how long I can train in the Soul Hall with fifty contribution points. However, I’m sure it’s enough for me to give it a try. I need to at least know h

Jin asked with no facial reaction, he's so busy practicing what's written in the ninja scroll. Catrina amazed Jin because of how determined Jin to practice even at night. Plus, Jin has a well-built body shape, while his body that shirtless is full of sweat. The girl clenched her fists, as if to channel her emotions into her fists. Catrina shook her head. This gesture was just a distraction for herself, Catrina just wanted to reduce her nervousness and anxiety for fear of the answer Jin would give. "Not yet," replied Catrina, biting her lower lip. Once again Catrina looked at Jin, and Jin was looking outside. The wolf clan was in the vicinity of their house, currently Jin was practicing what

A girl trainee with pigtails hair regretted. "Hey! You bitch! What are you standing there dumb-shit?! One of the trainees with a skinny body and curly blond hair shouted. Yman wanted to talk back but he wasn't that kind of person who easily bothered by these types of taunts. He already masters the ability of Skin Face level 100, Thick-skinned level 100, Snob level 100 and etc... While watching the unfolding battle, he was thinking that...if only being shameful would make someone stronger, for sure, he would become the strongest magician in no time.

he. "I... me." Kito Yun was scared, and his body couldn't help but tremble. He didn't want to go there, didn't want to endure those training sessions anymore. Those rituals, those hundred-page books. He didn't want to see them again at all. "How?" "I'll be obedient here."

he asks, a playful glint in his eyes. I think for a moment, my heart racing at the possibilities. “I want to train. I want to hone my instincts, learn to control this hunger fully, maybe find a way to Channel it to make me stronger” I say, a fierce determination igniting within me. “I want to show them that I’m still Aloria, that I can be both.” River nods, his expression serious. “You will. And I’ll be right there with you, training and fighting by your side.”

My first real chance to take control of my own life in this mansion, to carve out my place, to show everyone that I wasn’t just a bystander in the chaos surrounding Lucas and Emily. I reached the training room and peeked inside. Chris was there, as expected, moving through his exercises with precise control. His muscles flexed with each movement, and his face was calm, focused. I had to catch him at the right moment. I couldn’t just walk in and start talking. That would ruin everything.

The training yard goes quiet the minute he’s up close and a few guards glance our way, pretending not to be listening. “Fine,” I bite out. “But when I embarrass you, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He chuckles lowly. “Luna, the day you embarrass me, I’ll hand you my rank.” I arch a brow as I watch him turn away from me, wondering why he is acting all stubborn. The rest of the day becomes so hectic, and the first round, humiliating. The other trainees moves faster than my eyes can track. One minute I’m upright, the next, flat on my back, staring up at the blinding sun squinting.

My hands trembled slightly as I braided my hair, my mind racing with thoughts of the challenging training session ahead. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, but my anticipation only grew. I glanced around my room, double-checking that I had everything I needed: water, towels, and my training schedule. My eyes linger on the schedule, my mind replaying the daunting drills and exercises Thorian had planned. "Remember, he asked you if you were truly ready to commit and you agreed. You think he didn't know a second thought would come to discourage you? If you really want to improve yourself, then you must bear the weight,"

Subtle. I keep going because once I start, the truth won’t let me stop. “Combat drills,” I say. “They sparred with wolf strength behind their strikes, instincts guiding them. I sparred as… me. No heightened senses. No faster reflexes. No second heartbeat telling me when to move.” My throat tightens. “And the worst part? I still had to show up. Still had to train. Because if I didn’t, they’d say I was lazy on top of being broken.”

Oh god Trying to get that thought out of her mind as she grit her teeth in concentration she gave slight ssuggestions as Nate WENT through the different training exercises