Hell's training begins
Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye.
Neither Instructor Junades, Instructor Kassandra, Miranda nor her three disciples had been seen more than once in these 14 days.
It was almost as if they didn't belong to the Teradan military camp and that they were ghosts, who resurfaced every now and then only to disappear again.
However, what nobody knew was that all of them were together. The Instructors and Miranda trained Nial and the others with all they had up their sleeves without holding back.
That was also why one could see three young Originals lying on the ground of the underground arena, panting heavily.
Yet, even breathing seemed to be a burden as every muscle in their body ached heavily. They felt as if their body was left with no energy to even move a finger.
But the sight of the three deadly-exhausted youths was not enough to invoke pity in the hearts of Junades and the others.