After training outside, Raze had returned back into the Red headband living area. There was only so much his body could handle at the moment. Due to the restriction of oxygen, his muscles would tighten up.
The buildup of lactic acid in his body was even worse. Even though he had only moved slightly, and had only swung the sword a few times, it felt like a full day's worth of training for his body at the moment.
When entering the room, Raze immediately went to sit on his bed and started to have a coughing fit. He coughed and coughed, taking in short sharp breaths in between. It was hard for him, and his face was turning slightly red.
Immediately Safa had gotten up from her position and sprinted over to his side. She was already gathering her light magic in the palm of her hands, but before she could get close, he placed his hand out and shook his head.
