"Huff...Huff..."
The sound of my heavy breathing resonated throughout the training ground as I stood in the middle, a bright red Katana gripped tightly around my waist.
Every single muscle in my body felt stiff, and an agonizing pain speared through me.
"....Have you rested enough?" Lauryn's voice cut through the air.
I looked up to see her standing a distance away, her hair tied back in a ponytail.
She wore a black t-shirt and matching leggings, her arms crossed.
"Argh...Yeah,"
I replied after a brief pause, strengthening my back.
I shifted my grip on the Katana, bringing my right hand underneath the hilt, while my left thumb rested on the Katana's ring.
Nodding, Lauryn flexed her muscles, preparing for our next round.
I tensed my muscles, my right hand glowing with a hue of silver, and then, in an instant, Lauryn disappeared from my sight.
