Nagging

"Stronger!' Mia scolded herself, shouting within her mind as she pressed her fist forward. 'Faster,' she commanded her body, squeezing her muscles to their limits. 'Sharper!'

Just like every day, Mia was hard on the training. 

Outside of the necessary elements of daily life like eating or sleeping for a few hours, she would rarely leave the training ground. 

'Since I'm the one pushing the others to work harder, I need to work even harder than them,' she would think whenever her body reached its limits, forcing it to go just a bit beyond it. 

And every time she did, Mia pushed the boundaries of her ability for a tiny bit forward. 

This was the sad reality of cultivating without the proper resources. The second all the tonics, spiritual stones, and spiritual cores ran dry, she had no other choice but to return to training just like every other disciple of the sect.