Hope
Time flew by the first few days. The training was exhausting but fulfilling. I had a feeling that very soon I would be able to fight whomever might get in my way. I was feeling stronger and better day by day, fight by fight. I was sure that soon I would be capable of facing anyone in my group. I was aware that I was only on the beginner's course and most people there were basically kids, but I was ready to move to the next level. And if I kept moving forward at the same rate, I was sure that I would be able to get to the elite group in a short time.
The trainer explained that learning to fight was only the first step in a long series of steps. A strong alpha that didn't know how to fight could face almost anyone, but a beta who knew how to fight could win against an untrained alph
