The Academy was never one to go easy on its trainees, and as expected, all of the White-rank trainees who had just come back from missions were still expected to show up bright and early for their physical training the next morning. As Whites, they were no longer under Lastarck's command for the first hour of physical training, but De Peridot was just as much of a tyrant. That morning was probably worse as everyone was tired, and the mood was still pretty sour among the ranks of Brigade Three. Theora was already fed up with the tension. She had never been one to avoid a fight, but being stuck between the twins when they were at odds with each other was another form of torture she hadn't expected. Willow was being unnecessarily petty, and Peony was souring everyone's mood with her own. Even
