The next day, Alpha Conri woke up, feeling a little light on his mood. He went to the kitchen and made himself a quick breakfast, afterward preparing for the day ahead. When he was about to go to the shower, he walked past the window where outside, there were soldiers training and having sparring together.
He looked at the way they fight then looked at his open palm already full of sweat. He might consider himself smart and a fair-level fighter, but Alpha Conri knows deep within himself that he is not as skilled as his rival, Alpha Adolphus.
Drawing a motivation to himself, the Alpha rushed outside and into the garden where he trained secretly on his own.
He picked up a piece of stick and swung it in every direction, thinking of his own frustrations and channeling his madness from the previous encounters that he had. Alpha Conri had enough of his situation and wanted to eliminate Alpha Adolphus as soon as possible.
