Warzone.
I had been on a warzone or rather on various battlefields in my previous lives but unlike the swords and arrows what I dealt with was flying bullets along with knives and all the other kinds of fights that would make a person feel like they would rather look for death than survival.
If the fights on the designated raid place weren't enough then, I had also ended up fighting on training grounds and even on streets.
Needless to say, I had quite a notorious reputation for being a ruthless fighter in my past life.
I guess, the same notoriety had transversed to my Reina's form as well.
It was the fourth round of sparring and the kids were drawing ragged breaths as they were barely able to keep up with my pace.
"Faster." I instructed and a few of them gritted their teeth before they charged at me.
