As the morning sun had barely peeked over the horizon, one person was already wide-awake and in the middle of a training exercise. He was sweating from executing the repeated moveset over and over. The discipline in each swing of his shortsword was impeccable. But today wasn't a day for training.
"Leon! That's more than enough!"
The young swordsman stayed his blade, taking a deep breath as he turned around. "Oliver? How long--"
"Long enough to know you're overworking yourself before we leave for the mountains," Oli commented as he hopped off of a nearby roof. "Given the responsibility we have ahead of us, wouldn't tiring yourself now be detrimental, not helpful?"
"Sorry… This is how I relieve stress…"
"Really? Then you'll make a fine cultivator in time, but that doesn't mean you want to face exhaustion after overtraining on the day of an important mission."
