"Huff... Huff... Ely, don't you feel tired? We've all been sparring swordsmanship for four hours, you know?" Evelyn was gasping for breath as she took a breath, she lay on the ground sweating.
"Em? You're the one who asked until you're satisfied, right? Look at Ella, she's... Well, she's down too."
"Elyyyyy... Is your stamina too much? I've only fought Eve eight times, but you've already taken turns against us twenty times."
Ella was about to be pointed by Elysia but she immediately collapsed, her legs and arms were sore now. For now, she was only relying on her natural recovery rather than healing magic.
"No, I'm even more fragile than you. Just a very quick recovery, perhaps." Elysia wiped the sweat off her face with a handkerchief.
"Eve, are you all right? Need a drink?" Ella moved and approached her friend who was lying languidly.
"I'm fine, thanks for asking." Evelyn sat down and took a special drink from her [Space Bag] and drank it.
