One minute passed.
By that point, the situation inside the training area had changed completely.
Kaelvar was still on one knee, but both hands were now pressed against the ground to keep himself from falling any further.
Azton had lasted slightly better. He remained kneeling with one hand braced against his thigh, breathing heavily as sweat rolled down his face.
Oriana was sitting on the ground.
Her usual calm smile had completely disappeared, replaced by an exhausted expression as she struggled to steady her breathing.
Iris had both knees against the floor. Flames still flickered weakly around her body, but even her proud dragon instincts could no longer force her back up.
Varka had eventually stopped resisting and simply fallen backward onto the ground.
Strangely enough, she was still grinning. "Hahaha… fuck. This is great."
Feron stared at her from across the training area. "You're insane."
Varka laughed weakly. "You already knew that."
