Flashback (2)

The sun blazed overhead, casting sharp shadows on the ground as Varek, Dicio, Vikas, and Knox stood in an open field, breathing heavily. The air was thick with dust, kicked up from their relentless training.

"Again!" Knox's voice rang out as he crossed his arms, watching over them.

Varek wiped sweat from his forehead and readied his stance. "You don't have to yell it every time."

Dicio groaned, stretching his arms. "I swear, you enjoy watching us suffer."

Knox smirked. "Maybe."

Vikas, already focusing his mana, exhaled. "Less talking, more training."

Dicio rolled his eyes. "Says the guy who nearly tripped five minutes ago."

Before Vikas could respond, Varek dashed forward, fists glowing with mana. Without warning, he swung at Dicio, who barely had time to react.

"Hey—!" Dicio dodged but felt the air pressure from Varek's punch graze past him. He retaliated, enhancing his speed and trying to grab Varek's arm with his control mana.

Varek twisted mid-air, slipping from Dicio's grasp.

Vikas saw an opening and launched a sharp burst of ice, aiming for both of them.

Dicio barely managed to counter with his control mana, shifting the ice away at the last second.

Varek, however, didn't dodge. Instead, he surged forward, letting the ice hit him before using the impact to close the gap between him and Vikas.

"What the—?!" Vikas barely raised his arms to block before Varek's punch landed, sending him skidding back.

Dicio smirked. "Not bad, but watch this."

He activated Zero Control, momentarily freezing Varek and Vikas in place. For a second, he stood there smugly—until Knox appeared behind him in an instant.

"Too slow." Knox knocked him on the head, making Dicio stumble forward.

"Ow, come on!" Dicio complained.

Varek and Vikas broke free, Vikas rubbing his arm. "We need to work on countering that control ability."

Varek nodded. "And Dicio needs to work on not getting distracted."

Dicio pouted. "You guys gang up on me too much."

Knox chuckled. "Because you're easy to pick on."

Despite the exhaustion, they all laughed, knowing that these moments—this training—was what made them stronger.