Light training

The morning sun was bright, casting long shadows across the academy grounds as I set out for my usual 5 km walk. Lise, full of energy as always, walked beside me. Her pace was brisk, and she seemed eager to start the day.

"Come on, Eileen," she urged, glancing at me with a mischievous grin. "We should head over to Zaya after this. We could use some serious training, and she's the best there is."

I let out a small groan, feeling the fatigue from the past days still lingering in my bones. "Lise, I'm exhausted. I'm not sure I have the energy for another intense session."

Lise laughed, her eyes sparkling. "You're tougher than you think. Besides, watching Zaya fight is always inspiring. Maybe it'll give us some new tricks to use."