It was now afternoon, and the training had gone on for server hours. During this time, everyone had put in a lot of effort to improve, regardless of how small or big the changes were.
After spending hours attempting to craft mud spears, Eva grumbled, "This is exhausting," as she strolled over to Jeni and collapsed into the spare chair, her face visibly pale.
Jeni looked up from her notebook, her sympathetic smile mirroring the fatigue evident on Eva's face. "You've been putting in quite the effort," she complimented, completing her words with a subtle wink.
Eva released a deep breath and briefly glanced at the rest of the group. Indeed, I am. However, nothing can compare to those individuals who are still engaging in intense sparring. "What are they made of?" she inquired.
"They are simply built differently," Jeni chuckled, her gaze fixed on the driven men who were engaged in the sparring session.