Forming A Faction.

I left the infirmary after a few seconds of recuperation, followed by Ziona and Kevin.

We spent half of our class time in the infirmary.

"...."

At the very least, we were able to walk as our injuries were not severe because we were wearing protective gear, but our bodies were still in some ache.

As we entered our classroom, we once again became the focus of attention due to our injuries.

"Why are only we injured after every training session with our advisor?" Kevin grumbled.

But Ziona and I chose to disregard his whining because it was mostly true, especially since Bianca was training us more intensively.

However, we aren't complaining because her training has been beneficial to us and we are growing substantially under her supervision.

While I was thinking, I noticed Ayla run up to us...almost it's was like a déjà vu.