After the confirmation of what type of bond their successors had between them, their training became more intensified. Every weekend, Ayame and MIR had to go through combat training from magical to physical or even mixing both. Both of them were almost passed their training but their mentors, the headmistresses of their school were totally beyond their reach, yet.
“Damn, they were strong.” Ayame commented as she clicked her tongue in annoyance after being harshly thrown toward the thick wall of the training ground in their mentors’ house.
“I know but I think they were teaching us something that we need to learn fast.” MIR took notice and Ayame knew that she was right.
“Then let’s do it.” Ayame dusted herself before cracking her knuckles.
“Just waiting for you to say that.” MIR dusted herself and started warming her arms.
“Sorry, it took me awhile.” she apologized but MIR shook her head since she understood her.
