The Author's POV

"Huff...huff..."

The sound of heavy panting resounded across the training field as students could be seen sprawled on the ground with deadpan eyes. Apart from a few students, Kevin being one of them, almost everyone was on the ground on the verge of passing out.

...I too was one of those people.

Though I wasn't as tired as some of the students on the ground and I could've remained standing like Kevin, I didn't see the need of doing so.

I didn't need the ego boost.

Without saying a word and glancing at the watch on his wrist, instructor August glanced at the students before him. As he stared at the students before him, his eyes briefly paused on the few students that remained standing before clearing his throat and coldly saying.

"Alright, this is enough for today. You may go back"

Thereafter, turning around, he directly left the field without saying another word.

His reaction or lack of reaction was something I had expected beforehand as Instructor August was a pragmatic and busy man. He was the type of man that set a clear boundary between work and private life. Therefore, as soon as he finished instructing the students, he acted as if he didn't know anybody here.

-Plamp! -Plamp!

Staring at instructor August's departing figure, the students around me all sighed in relief as the ones that remained standing dropped on the ground as their chest rose up and down.

It was evident that they had remained standing with the sole purpose of impressing instructor August.

"I'm beat..."

"I want to go back and rest, I can't even feel my legs anymore"

"What is it with this spartan like training"

Hearing their complaints, I sort of sympathized with them. What we went through for the past two hours could only be described as hellish.

After running for five laps, we were made to do a cross-fit like workout where we would alternate between stations every given set amount of time. Let's set aside the fact that the weight that we used weighted over 100 kg, what was worse was the fact that we trained every single muscle in the body.

Nothing was missing. From the upper body to the lower body.

Every single muscle.

...Thinking thus far I could already envision the nightmare I would wake up to tomorrow. Just the thought made me shudder.

"Huaaam..."

After a couple of minutes, yawning out loud and regaining some of my energy, I weakly stood up and headed back towards my dorm room. Most of the students around me had already left a couple of minutes ago and thus I was one of the only people left on the field.

Nodding towards Kevin who was one of the people that were still on the field, I decided to head back to my dorm.

...it was probably best if I took a quick shower before heading to bed. Considering that I had to wake up early in the morning to train with Donna, the most sensible thing to do at the moment was to go to sleep early.

-Ring! -Ring!

As I was headed back towards my dorm, feeling my phone vibrating, taking out my phone I looked at the caller ID. Confirming that it was someone I knew, swiping right I quickly answered the call.

"Hello?"

Answering the phone was Smallsnake's distressed voice.

—Ren, we have a situation.

Frowning slightly, I cautiously asked.

"Smallsnake? What happened"

...what could've possibly have happened.

For Smallsnake to sound so distressed something big must've happened.

—It's about Angelica...

"Angelica...what did she do?"

I suddenly recalled the fact that she was

perhaps threatening

this could be a possibility as Angelica only listened to

short pause, Smallsnake

getting out of control. She is constantly

of a light scuffle echoed

Smallsnake can

I was expecting for the worst, a pleasant and

I don't want to stay in this

voice as

"Angelica? What's going on?"

Matriarch wants to get out. Staying in this place for such a long time is stifling for someone like me. I demand you come back

*Sigh*

an extended sigh escaped from my

weekend comes and I will figure something

pause,

Matriarch shall

no longer

held my tongue and tried to appease her as much as possible. Arguing with her wasn't worth it at the

please pass me

Matriarch is done take this thing back...Ren, hello, did

voice on the other end of the phone. Trying my best to hold my laughter back, I

make time this weekend so please wait until then. pff...fan you wait for

what are those sounds you are

-Clank!

up the phone. There was no need for me to listen to what he wanted to say. Unfortunately, I

since I had now private training

staring at the darkening

your own till the

...

morning, Section B [06 :

"Here"

"You may enter"

of the guards patrolling the area of section

and although my muscles were sore, I was still somehow

was excited about the training

The fact that I was being privately tutored by her was enough to make anyone jealous. Be it student or even instructor. Everyone would drool at the chance of being taught by

-Ding!

B, I was greeted by a training ground that was almost entirely white and

the training ground, I

with regards to training, I was certain that it would focus along the lines of combat

further, I was going to be satisfied. Especially considering the fact that

"You're already here?"

in a ponytail and wearing a dark blue sports bra and tight black leggings, Donna nonchalantly entered the training

a brief moment,

"Good morning"

"Hmm"

Donna proceed to walk towards the center of the training ground. Thereafter, doing a couple of stretches, Donna glanced at

undergo daily combat and psyon control sessions from today onwards. Since on Wednesday's and Friday's your lectures start at 12:00 P.M, twice a week for four hours a day

air, Donna proceeded to throw an object

"Put it on."

quickly wore the suit

from where she was standing. Subsequently, launching a vicious kick towards my

Bang—!

"khh..."

Too fast!

because of how fast the attack was, I was unable to react on time causing me to groan out loud as I felt a couple

"Cough...cough...damn that hurts!"

ranked hero. Just a simple kick and I was already on the verge of passing out from the pain. The power she exerted in that kick felt