I struggle to keep with the demands of our daily lives at the new academy, or past academy whatever it is. Training with Malus is draining all my energy. And to think that I only have training class with him every Tuesday and Friday, twice a week, it’s still hard. Eight hours of nonstop training in a single day! I swear he is trying to kill us and specifically me. It has only been a month or a day in the future but I swear my body is giving up on me. And if it prolongs I will surely die of over fatigue.
“More! If you punch like that, you’ll die in a second!” Malus shouts, tapping the floor of the arena, hurrying me to regain my stance. “Up! Lay one punch on your opponent and I’ll let you go for today.”
I groan. I know Gabriel is taking it easy on me but no matter what I do, none of my pu
