*Saoirse*
"Ah!" I shouted out in pain as my back slammed into the hard ground.
"Come on, Saoirse, you have to do better than that," Axureon said, bending down to help pull me back to my feet.
He was standing in front of me, shirtless and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. We had been training for an hour already, but the sweat was the only sign of his effort. For how old he actually was, he was surprisingly fit and agile.
"You're like three times my size," I growled out but took his offered hand anyway.
"I do not want to hear excuses," Axureon said. "You are small. Everyone will be bigger than you, and you should accept that now."
"I don't understand why you insist on physical training anyway!" I shouted, trying to let out some of my frustration. "I thought you brought me here to teac
