Bonus Scene
My thighs burn with the effort of sitting cross-legged for so long on the cold stone slab at the edge of the training ring. I shift, trying to find a more comfortable position, only to realize there isn’t one. Every muscle in my body protests the movement, reminding me how woefully unprepared I was for “basic training” with the sulthari warriors.
Why did I think that it would be a good idea to get in shape?