I looked at the black bag I had vomited into; this was the fourth one since starting the training.
This wasn't what I expected at all...
My body was trembling uncontrollably, and something like steam was coming off my clothes while my skin turned red.
When I stood, my legs shook humorously, and I was forced to sit down immediately.
My stomach felt like it was sticking to my back, I was irrationally hungry and thirsty, even though I had drunk a lot of water, the dryness in my throat remained.
I felt nauseous... as if the world around me was spinning unrealistically, and I felt like I would fall even though I was sitting.
I kept lifting and lowering my head unconsciously, feeling insane... my mind wasn't working as usual.
I couldn't wait to sleep... it wasn't sleepiness driving this desire, but extreme pain and a lot of other things.
I was worried about suffering permanent injuries from all this training, but Bruce told me there was no need to worry.
