After the laps were finished—
All the students were either sprawled across the ground or sitting with slouched backs, their chests rising and falling as they sucked in breaths of air.
The sound of water bottles opening and gulps being taken echoed faintly across the training grounds.
Staff members had just finished handing out water, and now the atmosphere was filled with tired relief.
Luka wiped the sweat from his forehead and then his mouth, taking another deep drink.
"Cold water after a workout really hits different," he said with a satisfied sigh.
Charlotte gave a tired nod, pulling her bottle away from her lips.
"I must agree…" she said between breaths.
As Luka continued to drink, a strange chill crept up his spine.
He paused.
The unmistakable sensation of being watched—intensely—itched at the back of his neck.
His eyes slowly shifted, scanning his peers, and there he was.
Arthur.
The main character looked like he was on the verge of exploding.
