After a while, Jacob was lying in the middle of that cultivation room, completely sweaty, breathing hurriedly due to the training he had just had with Lothur.
'What an animal!'
'How can he be so fast?' The young man wondered as he looked up at the ceiling of that room, shocked by Lothur's abilities.
Lothur had no extremely unusual moves or techniques, nor had he demonstrated outstanding fighting proficiency. But each of this individual's common blows had been extremely difficult for Jacob to defend, dodge, or counter.
Not because Lothur was much stronger than that young man, but because Elke's companion exactly knew how much of his force to use to press his opponent.
Lothur knew how much Jacob had in his attributes, so it had been easy for young Ritter to estimate how much he could use to pressure such a person.
That was not an estimate he had made ignorantly but something he had already realized during his previous training with Annaliese.
