The group stayed in the courtyard for a while, too tired to move.
After a few minutes, Yue finally pushed herself up."Alright… let's at least get back before someone thinks we died."
Mu Chen raised one hand from the ground."I can't feel my legs."
Han Yi groaned."I can't feel my soul."
Lei Feng didn't move at all."Someone bury me. I lived a good life."
Yue pulled Han Yi up by the arm."Come on. If we stay here, Tian Lei will make us train again."
That was enough motivation.
Everyone slowly stood—crooked, limping, sore everywhere—but at least standing.
They moved through the sect grounds like a line of injured ducks.Other disciples stared as they passed.
One whispered to another,"Did they fight a monster?"The other replied,"No. They trained with Instructor Tian."
That alone explained everything.
Han Yi wiped a tear from his eye."I just remembered something…"
Yue frowned. "What?"
Han Yi pointed at the training grounds behind them."We have to come back tomorrow."
