"Phew!" Nox exhaled as he kicked the last ice construct, sending it flying through the air before slamming into the wall.
His sharp eyes scanned the training platform. All around him, there was nothing but shattered ice constructs and jagged shards of ice jutting from the ground. Some parts of the walls and pillars were covered by thick layers of frost.
"Great job," Drake shouted from the side as he slowly approached Nox, a light smile on his face and an indistinguishable gleam of admiration in his eyes.
He had watched Nox train for the past few days, taking only an hour-long break. Drake prided himself on being very hardworking and often received praise from others.
But after watching Nox, he realized the latter's work ethic was on another level, igniting a competitive fire within him.
Normally, if it were up to him, Drake would take at least a three-hour break—or more—before resuming his training. But now, he didn't dare to slack off.
