บท 177: Complicated

At the fitness training hall of the Secret Service Bureau,

'Pow… Pow… Pow…'

Luna, Senon, and Melvin watched Anya punching and kicking the sandbag for half an hour. Beads of sweat were rolling down her chin and dropping to the floor. Her breathing was getting heavier as the time passed. Despite her knuckles being wrapped in boxing wraps, her skin had turned bright red as if the blood would seep out any second. 

Anya succeeded in calming her down but they could clearly see she wasn't fine and how much she was disturbed. 

Disgruntled, Senon mumbled, without hiding his displeasure, "I was expecting Skye would be back and we will work side by side."