Early in the morning, Donald felt refreshed after a night of wild combat. As a Transcendent, even revelling every night and indulging in a decadent lifestyle would never leave him mentally or physically exhausted, unless the woman he was making love to was also a Transcendent; otherwise, such a state was utterly impossible.
"Ah... that felt good..." But indulgence was indulgence, and his personal training could not be neglected. Donald thought to himself, resolving to have a good rest in the Colosseum later, and then go out of the city at night to hunt Magical Beasts or find someone within the Church of War for a spar.
At the same time, he decided he could not keep indulging for the next few days. Before long, that group of gladiators was going to riot, so he had better brush up on his skills beforehand.
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