82 - One Week Later

One week later.

Lucian was lying on the ground, sweat running down his forehead. He could feel his entire body aching as he tried to make the slightest movement. He had done it again. He had pushed himself to the limits of his current body.

He stayed in this exact position for a few minutes. His breath slowly calmed down, recuperating bits of energy here and there. Then, when he thought he was finally Lucian, he finally stood up and headed out of his private training room.

All the dwarves and other races that had been training in public in the training grounds looked at him strangely. Murmurs started coming out of their mouths.

"Is the one that already leaves this place as if he's going to die?"

"Yes, who knows what he's doing in there? It's almost as if he's harming himself."