69

I’m already doing push ups by the time the sun comes up. Sweat drips down my body as I lower down until my chin almost touches the wooden floors of my room before pushing back up.

When the trembling left my body as I woke up from my blood scenting nightmare, so did all drops of sleep in my blood.

But I felt somewhat fired up, left over Adrenaline from engaging in compact even in my dreams. I needed to to something with it, hence the work out.

Soon enough it’ll be time for training. I finish my final set and only manage to roll on my back as strength leaves my arms. Sucking in gasps of air into my lungs.

Ah Goddess, what I’d give to stop seeing the acolytes in my dreams. I wish as I wipe my forehead with the back of my hand.

I roll to my feet ignoring the soreness in my belly muscles as I practically crawl to the bathroom.

I’m feeling a little better when I dress up and head downstairs for training.

At the arena, my eyes go in search of Micah, he gives me a nod then walks to the ot