"Masta! Masta!"
Kyuuuu
A small, adorable fox wagged her three fluffy tails as she licked the sullen cheeks of a dead-looking person lying on the ground breathlessly.
Liam winced as every inch of his body was aching. Right from the depths of his core to his limbs, bones, and muscles, everything was aching.
Parts of his body were black and blue, with several cuts and bruises littered everywhere.
And naturally, the person who was responsible for all of this was standing right next to him, harrumphing loudly. "How long are you planning on staying down? Get up. Move your ass."
Liam smiled bitterly as he took another deep breath and slowly stood up. How many hours, or rather days, have passed now? He had no idea.
Inside this space, time had lost all meaning for him. There was only training, more training, and brutal endless training.
