“Get up, you are still far from completing your daily set of training. I can’t believe you are this weak… running that short distance and you won’t even lift your feet?” old man Elly said with a serious expression. While he was at it, he dragged two large poles and placed them at the middle of the clearing. What was going to happen next? Was he going to make us carry those large poles of long tree stems?
“Damien…over here” he pointed at a spot next to one of the poles. He motioned for Gordon to do the same.
“This is the first and the last time I’ll be helping you to balance the weights on your shoulders…get it?”
“this is child abuse” Gordon murmured incoherently. I couldn’t agree more but it was training and we had to do whatever it took to be strong.
I wearily sighed then squatted as
