"Yes, sir!" Claire Sinclair responded and quickly ran downstairs.
When she got downstairs, the instructor had just herded the other recruits onto the running track.
Seeing her arrive, Instructor Lowell said with a dark expression, "Claire Sinclair, can you run or not? If you can, then hurry up and get in line with the others!"
"Sir, I can run!" Claire Sinclair shouted back, then stepped onto the track and started running.
Unfortunately, after just a few steps, her body began to give out. Every stride became more of a struggle.
Off the track, countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the girl.
Seeing her face, they couldn't help but think of another girl. But she was so weak, a far cry from the person in their memories, and they couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"How could she be so weak? What a disappointment."
"Quinn took first place on her very first day here. I thought her sister would be amazing too, but it turns out she's just a delicate little princess."
