"Yeah guys, you are close to the line. Just a little more, come on!"
The second day was no better than the first with every member of Claw Zamian greeting the misty morning by running thrice around the perimeter of the large field.
David wasn't faring any better. A full night's sleep had done nothing but only amplify the soreness of his muscles and accompanied by the marathon like training, it was akin to torturing a dead creature - both the dead creature and his legs were feeling nothing.
Once again the nameless girl was the first to complete three full laps around the grasslands followed by Aeris, an assassin whose main focus was on being fast and agile.
A whole minute later, David painfully crossed the line, his legs trembling from exhaustion.
"Water?" And just like the previous day, the nameless girl handed him a bottle which he gratefully accepted. As he was gulping down water down this throat, a question arose in his mind.
