Vargus's Real Training

Word quickly spread throughout the female division about the stunning victories achieved by their peers against the men in the arena. This news sparked a wave of excitement and curiosity among all the trainees, with the name Vargus becoming the focal point of their admiration. He was the architect behind the girls' newfound strength, the mastermind whose training methods had proven to be extraordinarily effective.

The buzz grew even louder when it was announced that Vargus would be extending his training to encompass the entire female division. This prospect electrified the atmosphere, as the girls, motivated by the successes of their fellow trainees, eagerly anticipated the chance to learn under his guidance.

In response to the announcement, the trainees quickly united, their collective enthusiasm palpable. They gathered together, a sea of determined faces, ready to embark on this new journey of growth and empowerment under Vargus's tutelage. The prospect of training with someone who had demonstrated such remarkable results filled them with a sense of purpose and unity, as they looked forward to transforming into the best versions of themselves.

Eliora approached Vargus with a piece of news that brought a spark of anticipation to her eyes. "The girls have all gathered," she informed him, her voice reflecting the excitement that had taken hold of the division.

Vargus turned to face the assembly of eager trainees, his gaze sweeping over them with a warm and encouraging smile. "I see you're all eager to gain strength," he observed, his voice carrying a mix of approval and challenge.

With a confident and inviting smile, he rallied the group, "Very well then, let's grow strong together." His words were not just an invitation but a promise of the transformation to come.

As Vargus prepared to begin the training session, he unleashed his formidable aura, a tangible display of the power he wielded. The air around him seemed to thrum with energy, setting the tone for the rigorous and transformative training that was to follow. 

As Vargus unleashed his full aura, a wave of shock and awe swept through the gathered trainees. The intensity of his presence enveloped the arena, leaving the girls momentarily overwhelmed by the sheer pressure it exerted.

Eliora's expression turned into a frown, a mix of surprise and contemplation crossing her features. She found herself pondering, "How can Vargus's aura be this intimidating?"

Even the girls who had previously undergone training under Vargus couldn't hide their astonishment. They exchanged glances, a silent acknowledgment passing between them that the aura Vargus was displaying now was far more formidable and fearsome than anything they had experienced during their earlier sessions.

Observing the girls grappling with the intensity of his aura, Vargus allowed a smirk to cross his face. "This time, all of you have decided to come together," he noted, his voice carrying a mix of challenge and resolve. "So, to ensure our training is as effective as possible in the shortest amount of time, I won't be holding back any longer."

His declaration, meant to inspire, inadvertently sparked a moment of realization among the girls, especially those who had initially been enthusiastic about the prospect of training under him.

The atmosphere shifted subtly as the gravity of Vargus's commitment to their growth dawned on them, transforming their excitement into a humorous apprehension. "Perhaps we were too hasty in thinking this was going to be easy," they shared looks that seemed to say, their earlier jubilation mixing with a newfound respect for the rigorous journey ahead.

Vargus's training regimen was undeniably rigorous, pushing the girls to their limits, yet amidst the challenge, there were moments of genuine joy and relief. One such moment was the breaks during training, a precious time for rest and recuperation. However, the highlight for many was the opportunity to embrace Auris, Vargus's tamed beast.

The girls initially hadn't anticipated the gentle nature of Vargus's companion. The discovery that Auris was not just formidable but also incredibly adorable was a delightful surprise. During these moments of respite, they found themselves eagerly gathering around the fluffy beast, each taking turns to hug him. The affectionate interactions with Auris provided a much-needed emotional lift, a soft contrast to the intensity of their training sessions.

Auris, for his part, seemed to accept his role with a resigned but patient grace, becoming an unwitting mascot of sorts. His presence not only brightened the atmosphere but also strengthened the bond between the trainees, offering them a shared source of comfort and a tangible reminder of the gentler aspects of strength.

As the girls dedicated themselves to the demanding training led by Vargus, Elder Rosaline took her leave from the bustling atmosphere of the women's division. Her destination was significant: the room of the sect leader, a place where decisions that could shape the future of their community were made.

The sect leader, aware of her impending arrival, was already prepared to receive her. Positioned within the sanctum of leadership, the room was a space where the weight of responsibility and the depth of wisdom converged.

As Elder Rosaline entered, the Sect Leader's gaze met hers with an inquiring look. "Elder Rosaline, what brings you here at this time?" he queried, his voice reflecting both curiosity and respect for her position within the sect.

Elder Rosaline, understanding the gravity of her visit, responded with a hint of concern in her tone. "I've come to discuss a matter of some urgency. We've encountered a problem within the division," she began, setting the stage for a serious discussion.

The Sect Leader, sensing the importance of her words, prompted further, "What kind of problem has arisen?"

Taking a moment to gather her thoughts, Elder Rosaline then revealed, "It's about Vargus. He has defeated Brandon, one of our top inner members, with astonishing ease."

This news momentarily took the Sect Leader by surprise, causing a brief flicker of astonishment to cross his features. However, he quickly regained his composed demeanor, acknowledging the situation with a measured, "I see."

At that moment, the solemn atmosphere of the hall was dramatically interrupted by the arrival of a striking figure. The doors swung open to reveal a man astride a magnificent, towering tiger, a sight that commanded immediate attention. This was Theron, the elder of the male beast taming division, known for his formidable presence and the power he wielded both in command and companionship with his beast.