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A few weeks have passed and yet today's training is just as grueling as every single last one. Even with my daily bodybuilding regiment of 100 pushups, 100 sit ups, and then running a mile every day, I'm still exhausted by the end of combat training with Pandaya. 

"Oh, come on, Pandaya. Why do you gotta make it harder every time?" I pant, falling onto the ground and dropping my spear. Since the Festival allows each contestant to choose a primary weapon for the entire duration of the contest, Pandaya and Miira decided to focus on training me on the spear, seeing that I seem to be most proficient at it. 

"Get up. You've gotten stronger, but your skill still vastly differs from that of a Festival warrior's," Pandaya points her axe, the weapon I'm supposed to train against today, at me. "You also don't have either healing or barrier magic down."