"Agrh! I'm going to die!"
"My chest is burning! Why the hell did I drink that much!?"
"Iron Father, this is absolute hell!"
"For one glorious second I thought the Prime had finally gone soft! Why did he have to change his mind!?"
The thousands of southern cadets had gathered in the courtyard of the fortress, running around in continuous circles. With heavy weights bound to every limb, they had been running nonstop for several hours now.
Due to the earlier party, and the regrettable decision several of them had made to drink, they were in a terrible state. Some were practically dragging themselves across the ground, looking as though they were on the verge of collapse.
