Palms facing the tree in front. One arm was levitating above the other from a side to side perspective. Yet they were not parallel. His fingertips could touch his left forearm if he moves it to the right some more.
Bent knees and a strengthened thigh, his hind leg supported the weight of Dimitri's body. Sharper than any blade on earth. Dimitri's gaze pierced the tree before him. The mind shapes the tree's image. An image contorted by imagination changed how Dimitri perceived the tree. Black fingerless gloves,
The fighter steps forward, crossing the distance necessary for him to reach the trunk of tree. His shoulder blades close in on each other as his left hand hastily charged at the tree's body.
Thukkrrk!! The arm and hand was akin to a directory of pure violence. There is a target ahead of him. Missing the first strike in a fight leads to catastrophic results. For Dimitri, missing wasn't in his vocabulary. He retracts his arm which reveals cracks in the bark of the tree he palmed.Dimitri reflexively flexed his muscles upon impact because of the pain inflicted on him. Of course, this was not the initial pain of the recoil but the sense of pain stemming from the curse on the gloves. Tucking his arms back to their original position for defensive and offensive purposes, his levels change. The eyes were at the altitude of what could be a human's solar plexus. Simultaneously, his right foot takes a step over the roots sticking out of the ground. Sorry! Adjustments were made to attack at a new angle. His body shifts counterclockwise.
A curve forms on the side of Dimitri's body. Reeling his elbow back while concomitantly elevating it, his hips follow the motion. This intcorpoates a palm strike with a hook. His foot's position is modified once more rotating on the ball of his foot. All of his body weight was concentrated into his hand. He completes the rotation and bark falls off the tree when his palm comes into contact with it.
Each strike was fluently connected to the last and future attacks. It was a swift unrelenting barrage of different striking techniques. Gradually, his body temperature increased to the point where the 40° weather was a summer breeze to him. There was no armor or clothing on for him. Only his boxers and the biological properties he was born with. And gloves.
It was a style of disciple he succumb to in his younger years. Training the body to harness their natural instincts through multiple survival exercises. Exercises that has been passed down within the Zolin family for 12 generations. Because of the rigorous training and other methods he's experienced since he was 5, Dimitri secretes animalistic pheromones passively. And because of his potent Yin Energy, it's affects are now stronger than it was originally.
The female goblin watched him shadow box and do other forms of callisthenics for 2 hours straight. Absorbing his movements through his eyes and enjoying the scent that waft from his body.
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"Phew, I worked up a sweat." He turned around to pick up his items and saw the female goblin sitting down watching him. "...was she watching me work out all this time?"
"Hey, I'm done now so you..."
She immediately ran towards him and grabbed hold of his leg. "Woah....what are you doing?" He queried.
He could feel air be vacuum in to her nose. "Alright, get off me. We gotta find somewhere to take a shower." He grabbed her arm to pull her off him."Grrrr, get off of me!!" His arms shookMaybe it's because their levels are close to each other or his muscles were sore because of the work out session but he struggled hard to pull her off. He lifts her up by her armpits and placed her on her feet. "Do not cling onto me like that. We need to find water to bathe because we're dirty so come on."
He turned around again but this time the goblin latched onto his back. "Ah!! Dammit didn't I just...." He sighed in defeat. "Whatever."
With his stuff in his hands and a monster on his back, he walked off to search for the scent of water or the sound of waves.
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The deeper he went into the forest, the more he encountered monsters.
For instance, an encounter occured 20 minutes after their stroll down mystery lane. A pack of 6 wolves approached them.
"Ah!! Look!!" He shrugged his shoulders up and down to catch her attention but he noticed she was spasming. "...right she's been doing that since we left. It's not like she's having a seizure. In fact, she looks quite happy. I can't ask her why she's doing that either..."
He dropped his stuff on the ground. Under what he wore, he was holding his ballistic knife. His eyes shine dimly.
Wrist to wrist connection went on with his arms. His front hand held his ballistic knife with a reverse grip. His left was empty handed. He lowered himself a little to enhance his center of gravity, adjusting his pivot for more grip on the ground.
A euphoric sense washed over the female goblin. She opened her eyes to see two wolves charging at them. Without hesitation she let's go of Dimitri.
"Hu-HEY?!" His attention deters for a second. A wolf strengthens their hind legs and pounces on Dimitri. The peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the wolf's image. His hands change position. From the front to the back, they gyrate to replace each other's places. An elbow drops on the top of the wolf's dome. But as he was attacking that wolf, the other one opened its mouth to bite his left leg.
"Graaah!!!!" A shoulder bum rushes the wolf. Her arms wrap around the wolf's body, taking it to the ground. With the needle in her hand, she sunk it deep into its neck. It's gray fur was now drenched in blood.
"Huh, I thought she'd run after seeing them."