Selma Payne's POV:
I panted heavily and held my knees. I felt like I was going to die here.
Although I didn't want to admit it, Aldrich was a good trainer. He knew where my limits were, and his heart of stone pushed me to the limit without caring about my life or death. During this training period, I felt like I would die every minute, but my exhausted body still forced me to stand.
"You're too weak." He crossed his arms and looked at me. I didn't deny his evaluation.
Yes, I was physically unfit. When I trained with my companions in the past, they would carefully reduce my training volume. As long as there was a problem, they would make me watch on the sidelines and not participate in their cruel and exciting training. My body had been raised in such a pampered environment for too long. My muscles and bones were rusty, and my willpower was also eroded.
