Suddenly, there came a voice from the front.
Sandra, Emmerson, and the other disciples of Elena's faction all kneeled.
With a desperate look, Emmerson pleaded, "Master Eythor, can I not try anymore? Please, we really don't want to try anymore... Elder Elena still has to teach us martial arts, and we must return as soon as possible..."
With tears streaming down her face, Sandra begged, "We really have no spiritual energy left... Master Eythor, if you continue like this, we'll have to complain to Elder Elena. Please spare us!"
They came here like conscripted soldiers, feeling highly wronged. Now, they were being tortured for a second time, and they were all at the point of despair.
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