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Lyra's POV.
I took it upon myself to become the best version of myself but I didn't prepare myself for the fact that I was going to be almost disabled by the end of the training.
Coupled with the fact that my head was banging and every part of me looked like it had been run down by a train.
Camille had been nice to me after finding out that I was going to be a good candidate for whatever they were planning for but that did not still sit well with me because it made me only feel like you took India hands and I didn't think I liked that description.
"You've got to start as fast as you can. You're not going to be pitied when it is time, I hope you know that already?"
It was a hard thing to be able to get my bones to cooperate with me because they looked like they had gone to sleep and they didn't even want to be awoken
Camille giggled when she saw me struggling to lift the weight.
"Am I not doing it the right way anymore?" I whispered in annoyance.
I hated being under pressure and she was already making me feel like I was not doing anything tangible with my time or energy and that was getting to me.
"You've got to build your tolerance threshold or else you are going to lose your mind when it comes to handling people around here. Nobody really cares about you and what you are feeling. All they need is results. If you want to impress them, you better come correct with the results."
I knew that she was telling the truth but that didn't make it any less easier for me to accept. Instead it even made things worse as I said it thinking of what could have happened and how long it was going to take for me to be able to get out of this mental space.
My head was banging with various possibilities on how I would not be able to achieve my goals except for some external intervention.
"Stop thinking about the worst instead just focus your mind on making sure that you get it right the first time." She encouraged me.
It was a complete switch from her previous behavior to the sudden one she had pulled up and I didn't think that this was real so I was being careful about relying on anybody because it could probably bounce back on me.
I also noticed that I had not seen Lucius throughout the start of the day and that was weird because I believe he was supposed to control everyone else here yet he was nowhere to be found.
"Lucius is not going to be around for some time and I'm going to be your trainer because he has something important to cover up for." She explained as though she could also hear my thoughts.
I didn't say what kept on trying to lift the deadass weight.
"Stop pushing yourself beyond your limit. When I say that you should focus I mean that you should study mentally. You are not ready for this process." Camille said after minutes of me grunting as I tried, yet failed.
What was that burst of energy when I needed it especially when someone was busy taunting me stylishly?
It was crazy that I had to keep up with this because then it was going to mess with my mind.
I have many things to look after but most importantly I was going to deal with it lightly so that I didn't lose my mind.
"Exactly what I was asking you to do from the start. You don't need to waste your time trying to impress anybody, darling. Instead you should impress yourself."
At this point Camille's voice was sounding irritating to me and I wasn't even going to lie about the fact that I didn't want to have anything to do with her.
I just needed her to get out of my space so that I could think properly.
"What exactly do you think the problem is? The fact that you've not been able to get it right or the fact that you are second guessing your abilities?"
I held in my retort, it was going to be ground shaking if I dropped it and I decided against doing that because then it was going to compound the whole issue and lead us into something else entirely that I wouldn't want to be a part of.
I stopped the exercise process and looked into her eyes. "Is there something else you want to tell me or is this everything that you have to say to me concerning being a better fighter?" I wiped the sweat off my brow like it was nothing.
People stopped training and instead turned to look at me.
Did I also mention that ever since I arrived none of them had spoken to me besides Camille and Lucius. They had gone their own way and refused to have anything to do with me which was a little bit weird given the fact that I was staying here.
Camille looked even less nonchalant than usual.
"You have the wrong perception about a few things and I'm here to correct them. Nobody is pushing you beyond your limit because we don't think you are capable." She started.
I was irritated and frustrated at this point. "Then tell me what exactly I'm not doing right because it seems like you always have to nitpick everything I'm doing." I hissed.
"I'll be back when you've cooled off. I see that you are under some stress right now and it wouldn't be nice for us to have disagreements in this state." She shot me a condescending smile that contradicted what she had been trying to prove all along.
Underrating me was her biggest mistake.
With one heavy lift, I raised the weight.
It was until I had gasps pouring out from behind me that I knew what I had done.
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