Weeks and weeks of grueling practice made Grim, Dart, and K prepared for the inevitable battle against the House of Cards members.
Marko could not even get ahold of them as they were always meeting with the Sunstrider to train.
It was noon time; the Sun was beating down on them but the Sunstrider did not show any complaints at all. Grim let loose a flurry of knife slashes against him, all of them were easily dodged by the Commander of the Luna Wolves who was reading a book while doing it at the same time.
"S-Seriously, mister. Are we not supposed to do this once gets cooler? Not even for a bit?" K desperately said as he was out of breath already.
The Sunstrider stared at him with daggers in his eyes. "I thought I said that I did not want to hear any complaining." Just a few words made the three of them stiff from evoking his wrath.