After hours of intense gruelling drills from Richelle, both Drew and Sean lay almost passed out in the training room, their chests rising and falling in quiet synchrony, before Drew burst into laughter.
Sean turned his head to his direction, and he too, could not help but chuckle... His voice airy and breathless.
"I... I can't believe you did it," Drew muttered in between breaths.
Sean smiled. "She held back... That was just luck," he replied.
"Luck?!" Drew sneered. "Even she, was surprised!" He pointed out, not letting Sean sell his achievement short.
Sean smiled, but did not respond. To him, he had only managed to catch her off guard, to land an attack... After an entire week of repeated sparring and drills. Perhaps Drew was right, and he shouldn't sell his achievement short... yet, the small victory felt hollow.
