From morning to afternoon, Jason was practicing [Thrust] on the open ground outside of town.
In the middle of the day, people from 'Hydra' delivered a standard sixty-person portion of lunch.
Jason ate fifty portions, and Aras ate ten portions.
Then, the two of them occupied opposite ends of the open ground, each working on their individual goals.
Bang!
Aras punched out, her blow jetting forth like a shotgun's spray; within a 60-degree angle and a fifteen-meter distance in front of her, the air howled past, and the turf danced into the air once again.
As the air settled, Aras looked at the destruction she had caused but slightly furrowed her brow.
She was somewhat dissatisfied.
"The charge time can be disregarded now, but after increasing the coverage area, the power has dropped quite a bit."
"Indeed..."
"Am I too weak after all?"
Aras subconsciously glanced at the open ground that had nothing but a large tree, the surroundings completely cleared.
