"Two ninety-six... Two ninety-seven... Two ninety-eight..."
'Come on... I'm dying here!'
"Three hundred." General Zerha counted and Kati dropped to the floor. "Didn't expect you to get there. Good job!" She clapped her hands while comfortably seated with her legs crossed on the lying Gryphon.
The Beastman was panting for air.
"I can't... Believe... I got... Three hundred."
"Mm!" She nodded. "You're getting there. Might develop Heat Resistance on the next set."
Despite being exhausted, Kati pushed himself off the ground.
'The sand burning... It's not as bad as it was earlier. Still-'
"Asking yourself if this is necessary?"
"Yes."
"It is."
Kati stared for a bit before nodding and looking away.
'Wonder if the first guy is made to train like a slave too...'
"Anything on your mind?"
"Yeah."
"What is it?"
"Why was I chosen?" Kati lied.
