-Can I still join this thing? If I can't you can just ignore/delete my post.-
Aghen ran around the track, one of the few people still going. He glanced jealously at the others sitting down and waiting for instructions. He hated this; he wanted to spar, not to run. He was so slow...
You think with wings one would be a little faster. He thought to himself, as he approached his last lap. He sprinted for a second, then leaped into the air and began to fly for a few minutes before realizing he was only going slower than before. He landed and resumed running. He was panting heavily, but he didn't sweat. He never sweat, even in his sweatshirt and sweatpants he now wore.
"Come on... This is the last time, and soon enough you'll be able to spar." Aghen said. He didn't exactly know what to expect from sparring, he had never fought anything other than wild animals before; he just knew he was tired of running.
