Just do It!

The following week, the training got extremely tiring that we didn't even have time to waste on other things. We only repeated training, eating, and sleeping most of the time.

Every other day, Fatima would do a mock battle against us three. As a handicap, she was barehanded and didn't even use her skills. Still, we couldn't even lift a finger against her.

"No, no. It's already a great achievement to make me take a step back you know?"

She happily told us when we complained about it. The three of us knew that we were improving at a quick pace, but compared to a God Tamer, we were nothing much to talk about.

It was tiring spending our days like that, but it was fulfilling nonetheless. However, I noticed that as D-day approached, there were times when Fatima had this extremely sad look on her face while watching over us. Even when I asked her about it, she would just brush my question off.