Water... Water...
Plop.
Many fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Their throats were parched, and their tummies bellowing for a nice hot meal.
Rumble. Rumble.
No one had time to concern themselves over the embarrassment their bellies gave.
But before they could relax, the devil slowly diverted over their fallen figures.
"By now, you should have realized how stiff your bodily flexes are." Wolfram expressionlessly stated.
"Your bones are too rigid, and your executions are weak, with many of you losing balance every few breaths. What's more, your endurance is just barely okay!"
In short, the only thing they had was strength.
In his former world, their stamina alone would be world-breaking. But here, it was barely enough.
"You are indeed all lacking... But don't worry. Come the next few days, I and the others will train you to the top!!"
"..."
