Chapter 15 ROSALIND 15

“If you can’t keep up,” he roared, his tone sharp as steel, “drop out instantly! I don’t have time to train the weak.”

Aklan’s voice cracked across the field like a whip.

The training ground was a battlefield of its own, the air thick with the scent of sweat and churned dirt.

My two days in the h...

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