303 Losing is not always bad

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the training grounds, I finally stopped. My body was covered in sweat, my breath heavy, and my hands still bleeding. But there was a sense of peace within me.

"Haaa…. Haaa….. Haaa….."

With heavy breaths, I was sitting on the ground with my one knee raised and my back leaning on the training grounds' walls.

My hands were bleeding from the cracks, smell of fire enveloped the room.

SWOOSH

Raising my hand, I used a simple wind magic to ventilate the room.

"Haaa…. Haaa…. It had been a while since I have exhausted myself this much…" I mumbled between my heavy breathing.

"I missed this feeling." Since I had been training my magic and focusing on it, my body training was pretty much neglected. At least I didn't train as much as I did before, so my body would always have enough energy to spare.