Hallie Morgan walked into her team's training area. About twenty people, some standing, some sitting, were gathered together chatting. They truly resembled a scene from a farmer's market and lacked any atmosphere of training.
Even when seeing Hallie coming in, they acted as if they hadn't noticed.
Only Ali Moore, spotting her arrival, quickly clapped her hands indicating everyone, "Miss Morgan is here. Get up, everybody. Get up now."
Yet, no one inside responded.
Ali Moore was visibly frustrated, her face turning red.
Hallie Morgan squinted her eyes, looking at the people inside.
"Do you all think that you've already been eliminated, that you've given up trying?"
The crowd snorted dismissively, showing no reaction.
"Good, if you have given up so easily, it means that you aren't fit for this brutal competition. You genuinely deserve to be eliminated."
Upon hearing this, a few people slowly lifted their heads a little.
