The training was intense, to say the least. I was covered in mud and dirt, as they had blasted me several times, making me fall to the ground. What had I learned? Well, how to get blasted by different powers. I didn't think that I was making any progress, because they didn't remove the freaking cuffs, and so all I had was my physical strength. After the last blast, I was done training. I didn't think that it was doing anything for me, so I cleaned my clothes and sat down on a stump.
I heard Erebu huff, and even if I knew that she had a good reason for getting annoyed by me, I was simply not in the mood to withstand her. I was done. If they wanted me to continue, they had to take the damn cuffs from me.
"Aziza, stand up." Obwe ordered me. But I hope I'm having a stroke, because if he re
