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IF I had to choose between stuck in an elevator full of cockroaches or stuck in the training room with Ali making sure that he improved with his fighting stance—
I would rather jump off the roof with no parachute and die in a very excruciating way.
"AGAIN!" I yelled and sighed simultaneously as I reset the bots for the fifth time in a row.God it's been months since I was assigned to help him improve his stance since a competition is coming up—which nobody expects it to be this early but I had stumble upon the information when I was hovering around the academy— but that won't budge me a bit.
Ali's grunting slowly disappeared as he slowly getting ahold of the pattern of the bots technique of fighting.I silently patted myself in pride as in how he learned to be agile and focused from me.
"Three minutes and five seconds.Impressive but we still need to work.Get rest first before we practice again" I said while tossing him a towel and going out of the room to get food from the vending machine at the cafeteria.
My eyebrows furrowed a bit listening to small group of chattering walking out the cafeteria.My eyes glared at a blonde talking with a tanned skin girl as they both walked the opposite way of my direction.I leaned at the wall—They're not from here.
Obviously
Their distinctive accent confirmed that they were definitely not from here.I wasted no more time and entered the cafeteria and continued with my original objective of getting some food for Ali and a small snack bar for myself but a shiny comb on the ground took my attention for a bit.
I crouched and pick it up to observe the metal accessory.
"Its probably Jet's comb" I assumed as he's the type to groom himself with any given chance from what I observed.
