70 || Chapter 67 || Roaring Thunders Rouses Young Master's Curiosity

"Augh!"

Thud!

Moulin's back landed heavily on the dusty ground. Dust stuck to the sweat-soaked fabric of his training uniform. He could feel the little pricks of the stony dust beneath him as he let out an exhausted groan. He let his exposed arms go limp as he shut his eyes.

A pair of dusty boots stopped beside his legs and Moulin sighed as he opened his eyes.

"Come one, Moulin. One more time! Get up!" Glee filled Ghana's voice as she opened a palm at her younger friend.

"I think that's enough. I don't think I can survive a hundred losses more..." Moulin grabbed her hand let Ghana haul him up on his feet. He patted the dust off his arms as he stood.

"You lack physical strength, my friend. Tell me, how many years did you train before you joined the guild?" Ghana asked as she looked at the pairs of maeruthans sparring around them. She swore she felt countless eyes watching as she fought with Moulin.