“Again,” I hear for about a dozenth time that day. I glance at my mentor, who’s standing beside the field, watching me work out. Yeah, I know I’m not at the peak of my physical condition, but I was kind of forbidden to move, so I wouldn’t tear my organs.
I glance at Hugh, who seems to be quite enjoying himself. I’m not the only witch, who’s training. I’m actually doing this with college students, who are in their senior year of the warrior witches program. Basically, I’m training with future warrior witches.
I’ve joined them on Thursday and it’s Sunday today. Hugh has told me that I don’t have to come during the weekends, but I was determined to train whenever they do. I won’t let anyone make fun of me. I want to be as good as they are. If not better.
Yeah, I know that’s pretty much imp
