After eating his dinner, Kael went to his room to rest, as from the next day, his training will start.
***
*Ring* *Ring*
"Huh!"
"What's happening?"
Kael was shocked by the sudden ringing sound, but he remembered where he was and that today their training would start.
"At the training ground in 15 minutes." An announcement rang.
Not wanting to be late, Kael quickly finished his morning routine and went to the training ground, and soon, in a few minutes, he reached the training ground.
As Kael and other trainees were waiting, they noticed an individual walking towards them.
The person was built like a gorilla; he was also wearing a similar combat uniform, but his was sleeveless, or more like they were ripped around his shoulders, making his cannon-like arms visible to the world.
But not just his arms were massive; he himself was clearly above seven feet, his face was stern, covered with battle scars, and his hair was styled in a buzz cut. Anyone who saw him could think of him as a member of the army, not some dark organisation.
"Attention! You trash!" The person shouted at the top of his lungs, and everyone, including Kael, straightened up.
"I am Varruk Draymor, but you will call me instructor. I am in charge of your morning physical training. Now, without any further wait, let's start."
"We will be running around the field; everyone will follow behind me. Those who fail to do so...will be punished." The instructor said, and his tone made everyone shiver at the thought of punishment.
And the instructor started running around the field, and everyone followed suit.
One lap
Two laps
Three laps; the number of laps continued to increase, but the instructor neither spoke a single word nor did he stop.
Twentieth lap. and more than half were already laps behind the instructor.
But as soon as the instructor hit the twenty-fifth lap mark, his speed increased a little, and the first grunt fell down, not able to continue to run.
But the instructor didn't bat an eye and continued to run, and seeing no instant reaction, the urge to stop overcame the fear of punishment, and one by one, grunts started falling.
By the end of the thirtieth, only five per percent of the initial number were left.
Kael, though he hadn't fallen to the ground, but was more than ten laps behind the instructor; he was behind even many of those who stopped.
His body was screaming at him, but by sheer willpower he continued to run.
Soon, the instructor crossed the forty-fifth lap mark, and his speed doubled, causing more hearts to sink seeing him running easily.
And as soon as the instructor hit the fiftieth lap mark, he stopped.
The trainee grunts thought they would also stop, only for the instructor to break that dream.
"The garbage – who is running? Finish your laps, and as for trash who stopped, get ready."
Listening to this, the trainees who were still standing completed their lap, but as soon as they finished it, they fell flat, breathless.
Kael, who was around fifteen laps behind, covered the distance, and in around another 30 or so minutes, he finally completed the lap, and he was the last one to complete the run.
"Now everyone gather around here." The instructor called, and everyone with no other choice went near him.
"Now those who completed the run go to my left, and those who didn't go to my right."
After the announcement, the trainees started going to their respective sides, and as soon as the trainees were sorted.
"Hahahaha, We have some sneaky rat here I see." The instructor started laughing as soon as the division was completed.
"You sharp nose, you skinny pants, you oversized hippo, and finally, you no-eyes shit." The instructor pointed at four individuals standing on the left side with weird names.
Though when Kael looked properly, their nicknames were suiting them, as the first person had a very sharp and long nose, which made one wonder if it was real or not; the second was a skinny guy, such that even the black combat suit provided to everyone was loose on him; the third was a big fat guy; and the last guy, though everything about him was normal, his eyes were small, with his eyelids hiding even what was remaining.
"B-but, instructor, we completed the laps." The long nose spoke
"Y-yeah, we finished all fifty." and the no eyes tried to support him.
"Ohh, are you saying... I AM LYING?" The instructor's voice turned louder as he spoke.
"If I say, Come over here, it means you guys come over here. Understood!"
Noticing no way out, the four individuals, though unwilling, came in the middle, where the instructor asked them.
"Listen, everyone. Now I will be showing you guys what happens if you break any rule here."
Saying so, the instructor moved, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of the fat guy, and without giving the guy even a moment to understand what was happening, he punched him in his stomach.
*Boom*
And with the sound, the fat guy went flying across the training field.
But the instructor didn't stop there; he moved in front of the other three and punched them and sent them flying.
"See, this is the punishment for breaking the rule here, and I hope you won't reach that stage."
The trainee grunt couldn't even fathom what happened; in one moment their instructor was in front of them, and then he vanished, confusing everyone, only for everyone to realise that he was in infront of the four individuals, and in the time it took the trainees to look at them, they were already sent flying.
And the instructor was back to where he was standing.
"Now, let's talk about the punishment for those who failed the training." The instructor said, not even caring about those four trainees,
'Demon. This guy is a Demon.' The same thought arrived in everyone's mind, and they decided to never make the mistake those four guys did.