Teacher from the Elven Race

"Hosh hosh."

"Again!"

BOOM!

"Again!"

BOOM!

"Again!"

"I, I can't anymore!"

Damian shouted frantically as Embla kept asking him to fight with Elijah using magic and did not stop until Embla said so. Their mana may be hard to run out of in the training room near the source of the elves' mana. But continuously absorbing mana and expelling it would also strain the body. And just like the previous days, Damian was the first to give up on Embla's rigorous training.

"Alright. You can stop."

"Hah...."

When Embla finally gave the go-ahead, Damian immediately dropped his body to the ground, while Elijah let out a long breath while wiping the sweat from his face. Elijah's legs had been shaking since earlier due to exhaustion. But with the strong determination Elijah had made before the training started, he seemed much more resistant than Damian, who seemed to be dying from Embla's training methods.