Day two training: mental fortification spirit

Argh! Kyle groaned his eyes fluttering open. Sitting up straight he could see he was now back in his room. Memories of what happened last assaulted his brain making him clutch it.

That bastard.. he beat me again. Kyle was enraged and also ashamed he'd been defeated by Boris for the second time in a day. He'd never in his life been humiliated like this twice in a day!

Touching his body it hurt in pain as even the slightest of movements hurt like hell. He'd expected this though as he'd taken quite a toll on his body and he was now suffering the repercussions.

Sniff sniff.. using his nose his attention was drawn to the tray with a covered plate in it by the side a purple liquid in a blue covered cup.

Is everything here made from mana. Kyle frowned sensing mana emitting from the blue cup. He wasn't used to directly absorbing mana through his mouth so the feeling of using cutleries made with it were weird.