Olivia’s Point of View
“I don’t think I can still go on...” Aeris mumbles as she throws herself on the field of grass. Tumihaya siya at napatingin na lang sa kalangitan. “I don’t know what go into my brother’s mind and why the hell did he think we can survive a rigid training without rest?” she added, rolling on the grass. “My etherial particles are almost depleted. I didn’t have the time to replenish it!” she complained, pulling some grass off the ground.
“This might be a form of training for us,” I told her, trying to think positively. “Maybe they are preparing us for something or what.”
“I don’t see any reason for them to do this to us. We are just students, you know,” she reasoned out. “Are they preparing us for war?”
“They might be.” Napatigil kami sa pag-uusap nang marinig namin
