Raven and Curtis just ran circles around the hotel early in the morning, their footsteps steady against the quiet ground.
They weren't doing it for training alone but simply to pass the time, since neither of them could fall asleep again no matter how much they tried. The air was chilly and the streets empty, but the silence suited them both just fine.
Raven was wearing his training bracelets, each one weighing down his arms and legs, adding resistance with every movement.
It made his running heavier, harder, and more exhausting— exactly how he liked it. For him, even simple runs had to push his limits.
Curtis, on the other hand, was focusing on his mana control while running, quietly circulating it inside his body. It was his way of making the exercise equally difficult.
The two of them might argue a lot and rarely ever agreed on anything when it came to words, but when it came to getting stronger— they carried the exact same determination. That much was undeniable.
