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Chapter 22 - Whistles, Whimpers, and Wheezing

"Ack! Hey, are you sure this is how the warm-up's supposed to go? I'm pretty sure it wasn't like this before!"

Alessio was pressing my legs wider apart in what he claimed was a warm-up before training. It was more like a torture ritual disguised in the name of fitness. He looked completely serious—merciless, even.

"One more time. Hold still for a bit," he said, face stern and expression unforgiving.

'Damn, the training hasn't even properly started and my body's already aching...'

My face contorted as I whimpered inwardly.

"Alright, now you're all set."

"Ow, ow..."

I groaned, slumping slightly in place.

"You've done a bit of dagger and self-defense training before. But technique alone won't get you far without the strength to back it up," Alessio said, eyeing me with a smirk.

'Don't tell me...'

I forced a nervous smile, my face going pale—I already had a bad feeling about what was coming next.

"Start running. 15 laps."

"Wait—"

"Now. Go."

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