Training Past One's Limits
Seven hunters, one Shifter and one Healer stood at the top of a smooth plateau, each displaying a different level of exhaustion. Their Leader, albeit temporarily demoted, was back and it was now time to remember the full implications of his return.
They almost regretted their obsession over his return when he was gone… almost.
A light drizzle beat down on the exhausted first-years. Compared to the storms they'd gone through to get here, the light drizzle was nothing. Still, it did dampen their moods.
While their 'attires' kept them dry, the wet hair and muddy experience of Arthur's idea of training was enough to drain them of their vigour.
Leo's knees had gone numb and he'd crashed onto the ground kneeling.
Theo had his staff planted into the ground while he maintained a deep breaths in the hopes that he would recover his strength in time to face their demon of a Leader.