Liam was in the backyard of his house practicing a few basic stances, usually, he would be able to continue practicing for a few hours but today he couldn't concentrate. Liam's thoughts were all over the place as he remembered his brother in the hospital, the more he thought about it the more irritated he got. Liam then gritted his teeth and punched the ground.
"Damn it! Why the f*ck am I so weak?! Even if do this a thousand times I won't get stronger."
Seeing what happened to Loki, Liam felt more and more distressed. He was irritated by his own weakness. Liam tried to calm himself down, but it was to no avail.
'How the f*ck am I supposed to get stronger?'
Liam had no idea what to do, even if he continued to diligently practice these stances and moves he wasn't sure if he was getting stronger.
