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Lyethery immediately moved out to work on the three areas. Cardio, as it is, come easy to him. Being a berserker that he is, stamina is limitless, or near it anyway. The advantage of being a feral berserker also is that he require not oxygen for his muscles to work.(1) Lyethery could run around all day long without getting tired or sore. He remembered though how hard it was when he was still alive. The morning runs that he does to keep his body in shape. Now he doesn't need to do any of those for his body will always stay like how it is now unless he change it.(2) So with cardio push out of the way, he moved onto abdominal strength. He was about to lie down on the ground when it hit him. No matter how many sit up or crunches he do, his stomach muscles will stay the same.(3) 'How do I do this then?' The question came up right before the answer smack him on the face. His muscles as it is, require no workout. He could always get a new set.(4) Maybe from a soldier this time. The set muscles he have now mostly belong to farmers and civilians. Long have he set his eyes on body part of soldier and man who fight.(5) 'Next thing tomorrow.' He promised to himself to find some new part. Parts that belong not to civilians. Parts of soldiers, preferably just dead parts.(6) With both cardio and abdominal strength done with, he went onto flexibility, the subject he's most ashamed of. Lyethery do stretch here and there. Time to time before fight began or just for fun, but he have not stretch seriously for a very long time.(7) When he tried to touch his tow, Lyethery found out how serious his stretching problems is. He couldn't even touch the sole of his foot. So for some long time, all Lyethery does is stretching the muscles in his body, every single one of them.( cool

When he got back to Sabal, he felt very different. Could it be the stretching or is he getting his old self back. Not really sure of which it is, Lyethery decide to act as though nothing change. "I am done." He nearly filled his cheerful tone with excitement as he speak, but nothing got through. "That, was fun. Very fun."

Lyethery watched and nodded when Sabal finished demonstrating. He goes up to the dummy and perfectly execute the motion in which Sabal just did. Being low on the ground he found it truly is easier to do quick motion kicking and dodging. As he goes underneath the dummy, he couldn't help but think of how painful it would be to get hit there.(1)

The second move was easier in his opinion. The movement of quickly closing the distance and dodging is not only easy but effective. This skill would allow him to dodge arrows, and maybe even bullets. After performing both he stood up and wait for further instruction. (1)

Lyethery observed and memorized all of the motions Sabal's body performed. After going through it in his head and was sure that he could do it right, Lyethery began. He walked up to the dummy and gave it a good push, making sure that Sabal got everything tightly held up.(1) He bend down low and moved his legs back and forth. It was only after getting his rhythm in that he began. Getting lowered then before, he rushed at the dummy.(2) With his hand holding up his body, Lyethery's legs shot out in a v shape. It went around the dummy's legs, and he snapped it back and pull.(3)

He let go before it could snap but didn't get back up. Instead he followed through with the second attack. With his hands still holding his body up, Lyethery's legs shot upward.(1) He held it there for a split second before pushing his body off the ground. With his legs still out and in a v-shape, he spun his legs around his body. Striking the dummy every time.(2) He landed back on his feet and survey the result of his attack. With his sharp nails, the dummy was not only damaged by his foot but also covered by gashes. If it was a living being, it would be dying of blood lost by now. "Nice."(3)


Not really sure if that is what the attack was meant to be, he stood back up and asked. "Did I do it right?"

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

Sabal nodded. "Just fine. Next up is Rocket Recovery." Getting back on the ground again, he shot up with his hands, propelling his feet, heel first, into the chest of the dummy, A cracking sound could be heard as he landed on his feet and into fighting stance. "Fairly straight forward. A from the ground drop kick into the chest and stomach while making sure to land back on your feet."

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

Sabal smirked. "That's it for this stage. You've reached how far I got before Sutami was attacked. So from here," Sabal reached into his pocket to pull out a small field book, "we'll be learning together."

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

"Alright," he said, removing his weapons and putting them in a pile by the dummy. He knew it was a risky move but his speed would get the weapons back before anyone would have a chance to use them against him. Falling down into his fighting stance, he said, "You will be primarily attacking. I will defend and throw in a couple attacks to test your reflexes. Begin."

[rank difference: +1 to str/spd: 4/15(16 in air)]

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

Sabal sprung upward, twisting into a flip so he could try to slap the back of Lyethery's head before he landed behind the feral on his feet and facing him. "I have speed over your strength. Try to use it against me or you'll never hit your target."

[rank difference: +1 to str/spd: 4/15(16 in air)]