For the better part of around four hours, I went about the motions to acclimate my body to the immense strength dwelling within my small stature.
Starting with sprints, I ran back and forth roughly a hundred times until I felt comfortable that I wouldn't bite the dust by taking sharp turns; from there, I moved on to executing basic combat maneuvers.
By the end of the allotted time, I had self-imposed; I was fully comfortable in my skin again and in peak fighting shape, albeit hungry as hell.
So after a quick snack, I found myself standing before the Barrier leading into the depths of the Caverns, eye to eye with two hungry-ass injured beasties.
'Hm, there's no point in trying to avoid direct contact because even with my explosion in strength, these two technically have higher stats than me. Regardless, they are exhausted, hungry, and dehydrated, so it shouldn't be too tough.'
