Once again... Cecelia wanted to go back in time to sock her earlier self straight in the face. Or better yet, thrash the bastard who had gotten her hopes up in the first place.
After agreeing to her proposition, Blaine's level of cruelty reached new heights.
Before, Blaine had forced her to fight monsters, but at the very least, he had given her time to rest between battles. Or, to be more precise, he simply didn't care what she did when she wasn't fighting.
Now, things had changed drastically.
Not only was she still expected to fight, but Blaine had decided that her 'downtime' would now be spent on physical conditioning.
Everything from push-ups to running laps around their campground was on the table.
According to her new personal trainer, learning how to fight was pointless if she didn't have the strength or endurance to execute the techniques properly.