"Can somebody bring me a glass of water, please? I'm starting to feel really thirsty. Why do trainings have to be this hard?" Nathalia starts grumbling as the maids walk away, on their way to get her a glass of water. She has her hands covered in cloth before she accidentally manipulates elements on land again, just like the disaster that happened last time, in which she ruined the training field.
Minutes later, the maids arrive. One of them carries the glass while the other holds the glass pitcher. Carefully, they place them on the small table at the side, outside the borders of the temporary new training field. Getting exposed to immense heat under the bright sun of noon, Nathalia's body starts to heat up as well. The maid pours her one glass of water. She grabs it carefully this time,
