It was just the introduction yet my body was already sore from the events earlier.
My knees still ached from collapsing under Alex Phillips' oppressive aura yesterday, yet here we were, being herded like cattle into the training grounds by the very same man.
Alex stood tall and menacing, his scarred face scanning the crowd with an expression that dared anyone to step out of line. Behind him, Emilia, ever-smiling, looked on as if enjoying our misery.
"Today, we break you," Alex declared, his voice gruff and devoid of sympathy. "You're all weak, but I'll turn you into something usable. Or you'll break trying."
His words sent a shiver down my spine, but there was no time to dwell.
"Start running! Ten laps around the grounds. MOVE!"