"I will teach you a simple style that you can build upon."
"We have the unique opportunity to fight somewhat similar to nightmare creatures so if you see an adversary have a particular style in battle keep that in mind when you fight."
Nodding his head to absorb the information being given to him they quickly begin to go through some simple motions that felt more like an exercise than a battle technique.
The movements though simple tested his strength in weird ways as he felt muscles that he didn't know exist stretch and strain.
As the sweat started to roll down his back and tangle in his eyelashes the movement began to speed up to a feverish pace.
Somehow this was more difficult than anything else that he had done at the academy, he found that strange, in fact the strangeness of the whole dancelike style that they were going through was astounding.
Gnashing his teeth a growl came out of his mouth that seemed to rumble around the room echoing through his very body.
It felt good, very good the type of feeling that made one want to do it again and again.
In his mind that meant it therefore must be powerful in a deeper way that was terrifying, definitely not something to be messed with.
Finally they finished for the day with a series of stretches to keep his muscles loose and minimise future soreness which he had not been struggling with despite the sharp increase in physical activity.
The best thing about everything that had transpired was that all the activities were not reliant on any particular equipment so no matter where he was he could preform them if he had a few minutes of spare time.
Like this the days flew by.
In the early mornings he would wake up most times there was no torn blanket but sometimes there was.
From there he would do some benign physical activity pushing his mind and body to the limit.
After that he would have breakfast followed by a lecture in Wilderness Survival with Sunny who became slightly more friendly.
In the afternoon he would either go to the combat class to train with the large group or Nephis who continued to be her same cold self, though never failed to smile when they would go to spar as they pushed each other to be better.
Or he would go with the young but grave instructor who while helpful alwaysed pushed him to the limit whether they were sparring, practicing the strange technique which he had come to call heart style to be on theme, or testing his morphed form in water breathing and other such things.
In the Evening he would stretch and practice controlling his strength in his morphed form not to mention just control his body which was larger and just different till at some point he was as comfortable transformed as not.
The weeks turned to days until there was just one day left.
He woke up that morning in a cold sweat, he had had a dream and a strange one at that.
In this dream he saw great figures, their heads covered by a starry murk, their bodies and clothes looked pristine and the epitome of what humans could achieve as though perfect in every way.
There was a man whose body glowed with the radiance of a thousand stars.
He seemed to loom, strange and alien as though uncomfortable in his skin he did not seem to wear anything at all.
He could only remember one other figure though he was sure that each of the beings were equally grand to the first made of different elements.
The other figure that stuck in his mind was a surprisingly normal looking woman, her figure wearing a simple toga.
She had a motherly energy, he could hear her heart beat in time with the rhythm so to speak of the dream as he followed her through the scenario.
The beings seemed to be arguing about some war though it caught him as strange that there only seemed to be six of them as something felt extremely wrong about that fact he had no idea what.
He could only remember a few of their words as most seemed to be murky as though heard through water.
"We need to engage them now before it is too late!"
A man with bronzed skin and an aggressive hue to him bellowed as he slammed a fist onto the table at the center of the room.
"Hold on brother, we will have many opportunities to crush them, they want to elicit a response from us right now they have taken the advantage but our plans will soon begin."
Another Figure the storming one who's body seemed to be one said with the voice of a thousand
"They are killing my followers. I will not stand for it dear heart."
Another man, this one made of pure shadow, echoed out.
"Death will come for them all for what they have done and soon."
A beautiful woman with grey skin that was strange and looked like the hide of a great beast said in an enchanting tone.
"Those pesky scum have managed to make their own races. Do you know what we must do and soon."
"Yes yes I hear you all let me think." said the woman again sitting back on the chair that must have been there he was not sure
"I will call the great hunt."
And the dream ended.
Continuing with his routine the day seemed to pass though he was shaken by the vivid dream from the morning which came with a drowsiness that he couldn't shake.
Finally near the end before they went to sleep they were all called to the common rooms noticeably subdued compared to the first day.
"There is nothing more to say that we have not already said. So when you are ready make your way to the hospital for you to be put in a safe place for your journey."
And with that Awakened Rock sighed and left the Sleepers all drowsy but excited to leave.
Listlessly his body moved him towards the doors of the hospital where he was surprised to be silently joined by Sunny and Nephis.
As he made his way to his assigned door he turn towards the two aloof teenagers and said
"Sleep well I guess, may you have luck and safely on your travels I will see you in or on the other side ."
Sharing a look and a smile with the two people he had entered the Academy with.
He took off his clothes and rested his weary eyes and dreamt.
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