In the Cromwell's Courtyard.
[Huff! Huff!] A panda was breathing heavily as it did a series of pushups. Nox stood at the side watching; he was currently counting the number of repetitions the panda had done.
"And 1000, well done Thirteen," Nox said as the panda collapsed to the ground. As soon as the pushups were over, a blue screen flashed across Nox's retina, detailing Thirteen's progress.
Thirteen wasn't the only one going through intense training. Astralux, Fluffington, and Solora were also undergoing a series of drills. This had been Nox's routine over the past years.
He woke up at four in the morning, trained in martial arts, trained his pets, and went hunting in the dimension. At first, it was very monotonous, but he grew used to it and even looked forward to the next day. The reason for this was improvement.
Every session, he adapted, reformed, and refined his techniques.
