And so, every day just keeps looping on like some kind of never-ending grind.
For the first two weeks, Eris has me doing cardio.
All. Day. Long!
But as I get rewarded with daily buffets of wyvern drumsticks and wyvern eggs, I'm not complaining! By the time evening rolls around and I'm limp like a soggy noodle, Eris pulls out this massive massage roller and starts rolling me flat like I'm a fresh catgirl shaped dough!
It feels so good, though. Like, criminally good!
I got addicted. Now it's my favorite evening ritual. Roll me, knead me, turn me into a perfectly tender Felicia-flavored mochi!
By week three, the training gets even crazier. The cardio doesn't go away (unfortunately), but now we start throwing in resistance workouts and weightlifting too.
But at least, our home gym is freaking legendary! Whatever weight I want, it's there. Every dumbbell is enchanted too! Just say the word and—bam!—it adjusts the weight automatically!
