In the blink of an eye, three days passed. During that time, the girls indulged themselves fully, swimming through clear waters, riding jet skis across the open sea, and exploring every corner of the island with restless excitement. Laughter came easily to them, light and unrestrained, echoing through the villa from morning till night. In contrast, Damian devoted himself entirely to his work and personal training.
Even he knew it was ridiculous. After clashing with Ruby and Racheal, he had gone out of his way to avoid the same form of training, only to end up alone again.
In his defense, it was not training in the traditional sense. He was not pushing his limits against opponents or grinding for strength. Instead, he explored his power quietly, testing its boundaries, refining control, and familiarizing himself with every subtle change. Everything was done with restraint.
That routine came to an abrupt halt on Wednesday.
