The battlefield was now empty, with the youths silently dispersing in different directions through the forest.
Aphir's group went their separate ways, their words wavering between weariness and frustration.
"I can't believe our queen sent us to this challenge just for a tournament in an isolated kingdom," Jhin said, his voice thick with irritation.
"She always does this," Alrik added, still rubbing his sore arms. "Throws us into impossible situations like it's training. It's unfair!"
Aphir, walking ahead of them, sighed deeply. "If she wants us to prove our strength, there are better ways than this. But... complaining won't change anything now."
As they continued through the forest, the tension began to ease.
The surrounding trees formed a natural dome, with the sunlight filtering through in golden hues, creating an almost magical atmosphere.
