Sweat trickled down his neck of a boy, coiling around him like a serpent before dropping to the stone floor below. He bent his arms once more and pushed his body with effort once more.
On his back was the scabbard, the weight of the sword sheath had been increased to make his exercise far more difficult.
Luck was working out, but he was surrounded by the beautiful and comforting environment of the gym. Instead he was back in the dungeon.
He had taken off his shirt before he began his work out to prevent it from being soaked in sweat. The white bandages wrapped around multiple parts of his exposed body showcasing just how much he had been injured in the last battle.
In the past few days the injuries had mostly healed but that still stung a lot, especially when he was working out.
Luck had been drilled with multiple questions by Layla when he showed up to the academy covered in bruises but he managed to play it off as much as he could.