It was midnight when I opened my eyes and walked toward the practice room, as I usually do.
I wanted to release my soul waves to look for him.
He could survive the powerful energies outside. That is a threat to me.
I shook those thoughts away and controlled my emotions before stepping into a practice room.
The clothes on my body disappeared and soon, I felt a sharp pain as tens of thousands of needles pierced through me.
A minute later, I began the dance.
It is painful, but I like the progress it gives me. It is far less than what the spots give me, but it is a constant and a big reason for my fast advancements.
The sweat dripped down as the strain and the pain increased every moment, but I bore it and performed pose after pose.
Finally, fifty-one minutes and seven seconds later, I had finished.
I slowly sat down, with a smile on my face.
