Spiders

With every passing second, another drop of sweat falls from my forehead and Ellen's, but I still want more. Ellen feels the same; her reaction shows it. We manage to keep training for longer.

After a few more minutes of intense exchanges, I notice our movements are starting to slow down. Exhaustion is finally catching up with us, but neither Ellen nor I want to stop. She advances again, her sword coming in with precision, and I dodge at the last moment. However, before we can continue, a soft laugh cuts through the silence of the night.

"You two are pushing yourselves, huh?"

I quickly turn, recognizing the voice. Lima is leaning against a nearby tree, watching us with his usual relaxed smile. He crosses his arms, clearly enjoying the scene.

"Ellen, Lucas... I thought you came here to train, but you're wearing yourselves out too fast."

Ellen and I exchange glances, panting. She wipes the sweat from her forehead and turns to Lima with a slightly embarrassed expression.