The sun had already started to set, painting the sky in deep orange and purple hues. A cool breeze brushed against his face as Alex stepped out of the villa.
His entire body was screaming in pain.
Every step felt heavier than the last. His legs trembled slightly with each movement, and his muscles burned like they were on fire. His shirt was completely soaked in sweat, clinging to his bruised and battered body. Even breathing felt difficult.
Viktor's methods were brutal.
He hadn't held back at all. For nearly four hours straight, he had pushed Alex to his absolute limit... correcting every small mistake, forcing him to repeat movements until his body gave out, and making him fight while completely exhausted.
Alex had never trained this hard in his life.
Just this morning, after defeating four veteran fighters together, he had started to believe he was becoming a truly strong fighter. But now, after training with Viktor, he realized just how many flaws he still had.
