They were constantly running, resisting, and persisting at every moment.
By the end of the day, nearly everyone was lying on the ground more dead than alive.
It was particularly tough for Becca Reyes, who was participating in this kind of training for the first time. Several times during the training, she heard Nathan Foster exclaim, "this training is so easy," which made her want to punch him hard in the head.
"If this is easy, what's it going to be like when it gets hard?"
Becca Reyes, lying on the ground, plucked a blade of grass and managed to move over to Flossie Wright. Grumbling under her breath, she wished time could freeze so she wouldn't have to get up and do anything.
A cool breeze blew softly, causing the dry grass to ripple lightly.
"You'll get used to it."
As dusk fell, Flossie Wright shielded her eyes from the setting sun's rays, squinting lazily.
