#Chapter21

Wooden Sword

"Snap out of it," Deimos gave me a low growl before he hit the side of my right thigh with his favorite wooden sword. The same sword he uses when he decides I needed to be taught a lesson.

Although I don't know what exactly the things I've learned, considering he's been hitting me ever since we got in this pack, but according to him, it would make me learn better.

My bare knees could feel the salt bury deep into my skin, now that I've been kneeling on it for almost forty five minutes. I feel like the salt would probably stay on my knees permanently...