"When an Umbryx shadowfiend pierces through your front line and tears through your team, your regenerative spell won't mean a damn thing if you're too slow to dodge the blow. Being weak is not an excuse. It's a death sentence."
Silence~
Victor couldn't help but respect that. Harsh—but fair. The battlefield would never ask for your specialization.
The instructor took his place again at the front. "Two laps. Around the entire course. No walking. No breaks. If you stop, you start again."
There were quiet groans from all classes now.
"GO!"
The sound of hundreds of mana-infused boots slamming against simulated terrain echoed through the zone.
Victor burst forward with the other students with tight breath and the resistance from the weighted gear already pulling at his muscles.
All around him, awakened students of varying classes struggled to keep pace, each facing the same grueling challenge.
The terrain was intentionally designed to break them.
