"Ah!"
The men on the track fell onto their backs, paralyzed as their bodies finally gave in. They couldn’t move a limb anymore, and even though they were starving, all they wanted now was sleep. The crowds had already dispersed and gone back to their posts.
"We’re... we’re alive." The same man who had approached Lola during the sprint breathed out weakly. "We’re... we’re still... alive."
It felt like a dream to everyone.
Today, they had gambled with their lives — and who would have thought they’d actually hit the jackpot?
"You all got lucky," someone said from nearby. "Just what were you guys thinking? Trusting that woman with your lives?"
Despite their exhaustion, the men all turned their heads toward the voice. Their eyes landed on Frederick — their colleague, and captain of the Order’s First Division. The men’s faces soured upon seeing that nasty smirk on his face.
"Just get off our backs," one of them said. "We survived, and that’s all that matters."
"I’m just saying." Frederick shrugged indifferently. "She may be the big boss’s lover, but she’s nothing. Once he gets fed up with her, she’ll be tossed aside like trash. I’m saying this for your sake — don’t depend on a woman like that."
He smirked mockingly before walking away, unfazed by the glares of the half-dead men sprawled across the field.
"That bastard..." one of them hissed through gritted teeth. "I’ll kill him someday."
"Ignore him," another muttered. "He’s going to die just like the rest of us anyway."
"I’m more puzzled that I can’t even get angry at him," another said under his breath. "I didn’t feel this exhausted while running. Only now that I stopped... I think I’m dehydrated."
One after another, they murmured their thoughts. Most decided to just leave it at that. They were far too tired for anything unnecessary.
Then Izu — the man who had switched positions during the sprint to move close to Lola — stared up at the sky. His mind drifted elsewhere, ignoring his comrades’ grumbles.
"Trusting her with our lives..." he muttered, unaware he was speaking aloud. "That prick’s making sense, though."
Izu blinked slowly and turned his head to the others. "Why did you guys stop?"
"Because you stopped," one of them answered immediately. "If anything, we should ask you why you stopped."
This time, Izu didn’t respond. He studied their curious faces before looking back at the dark sky.
"She’s convincing," he said simply.
Quite contradictory because Lola hadn’t negotiated much at all. If anything, she only said her conditions. Still, there was something in her eyes that told him she truly meant what she said.
Izu blinked again, glancing at the others. "Don’t you think?"
Everyone stared at him silently, then laughed. Shaking their heads, one of them said,
"You’re just hungry and exhausted. We all are."
"Let’s not forget we’re still going to be punished... but by her," another added. "Whatever punishment she’s got for us, I’ll take it — after I sleep."
Without another word, the man who said that shut his eyes and began to sleep right there in the field. Others nodded in agreement and followed suit. Returning to their quarters was too much effort, so they planned to take a "short nap"... which would soon become a deep slumber.
*****
Meanwhile...
"Hah!"
Lola collapsed face-first onto the bed. Her body bounced a little from the impact.
Turning her head to the side, she caught sight of Atlas walking toward the bathroom. "I’m too tired."
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