The Chain of Command

After the lectures were over, it was time for the Physical Body Training.

"Come on! My grandmother can run faster than you maggots!" the instructor was screaming at the students as usual, but it seemed that, unlike before, now they managed to keep up running the whole way without stopping for rest.

Even the ones that were part of the Mage category seemed to have become more resilient, as their stamina was not running out so fast anymore.

Seeing that the students were able to keep up, the bald instructor smiled as he shouted. This time, his voice carried a sense of pride.

"Ten more reps, maggots!"

There was some grumbling behind Zaroth, but in the end, everyone made all the laps without stopping.

Taking ragged breaths, Zaroth glanced around.

Most were on the ground, resting their bodies, while he was still here, standing on his two feet, unshaken.

"I really have become stronger…" he muttered under his breath.