Chapitre 60: Omega Store (1)

IT WAS ALWAYS quiet in the Trail sanctuary. The sun was about to set, as the sky was crimson red and orange. Mild, cold winds blew in the tracks where dozens of figures were running.

Wrik was running with an exhausted mind, trying his best to keep the breathing even. He had barely completed 20 laps in the morning, while now he even forgot to count. Each lap of the track was more than a couple of miles long, with the other exercises Sophia made him do in the gym, coupled with the tungsten-abomination of a training vest he was wearing, made it impossible for him to complete the task.

Fortunately, he was not the only one in that pathetic state. Actually, they all were quite pathetic apart from Tanya and Michelle, who only got to run ten laps. Anton and Evan were among the very first of them to complete the quota of fifty laps before Sophia gave them bail for today.