Jaden breathed evenly through his forms, pulling out punches and kicks while alternating blocks so fluidly it was almost like a dance. His form was like water, smooth and steady, alsways a motion of curving movements, circles and revolutions, some movements fast and sharp, and some slow. He wasn't that old, and he hadn't been with his mother for more than a few years. So how had jaden become so skillful? Part of it was the method of his training. He had sparred with her for many hours, almost entire days at a time at first, the sparring conditioning his muscles needed for fighting, as well as drilling the absolute core basics of fighting. Afterwards she taught him a guiding principle to always be like water, a slow stream could suddenly become a torrent in an instant. With these aids, he trained harder and harder, and lastly as the final step to his initial training was the expereince, pitting jaden against people who would kill him in real combat, forcing him to rely on what he learned and improve it through excperience. It was the fast path of learning though there was another aid involved, and it helped him learn the specific forms his mother taught him quickly.
Mira walked in and jaden was disrupted from his thoughts, looking to her he righted himself and nodded, having worked up a little bit of a sweat now he looked to her. "Y-yeah, we can talk." e said, walking to her and standing there with her. "About what?" he asked, wondering if it was about her mother.
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