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Strength, Strength, Strength (Spec training D-C for Strength)

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Jason Achilles

Jason Achilles
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Val is walking to the barracks as he is thinking about his past events with that strong fanalis boy and the mage girl, the coliseum fight where he almost lost, the fight with the slave wardens, and the talk with Lagi. He needs to improve his strength and his skills as a swordsmen. As Lagi said before, Val skills are more for a gladiator, which is not what Val wants. He needs to be ready for anything before he goes to the plains. He needs more strength. Val looks at his hands as he walks to the entrance of the Barracks. I will reach the heavens. Val opens the door, ready to train.
Val reaches the exercise area and takes out his gear. First he did some basic stretches. He tried to do a standing split. It burned his muscles but he had to go through it. Then he stretches to the right and he is counting in his head. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 Then Val stretched to the left, doing the same thing. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 Val gets up and does 25 push ups and 40 jumping jacks. Val is already sweating from all the exercises but he has to keep going.
Val then heads to the track area, ready to start running. He does a couple of laps. Val then thinks, that this is not really helping. He needs to improve on strength. Val then goes to the weights. He picks up a 10 pounder and practices. 1,2,3,4,5 Val keeps practicing and practicing. The Val gets to the punching bags. Val takes off his shirt and rapes his hand with clothe. He puts his hands up in the air as a fighting stance. Val then practiced hand to hand combat. Jab Jab Reverse Punch Roundhouse Kick Val repeats the same method and thinking the same thing. Gotta get stronger, gotta get stronger Val repeats and repeats. Then Val sweats through his pants and he fell to the ground. He laid in the dirt looking at the roof. He imagined a sky full of beautiful stars. He just wished he could grab onto one. He justs wants to fly aways from all of his troubles and be free. He gets up and runs over to his equipment. He takes his swords and runs to the dummy. He unsheathes both of his swords and looks at the training dummy with determination. Val slashes at the dummy. Still not strong enough. Val slashes again. Still not strong. Val does not know why he is so weak. Then Val slashes again. Val can't believe how weak he is. Val thought he was so weak, so puny. Val just wanted to give up on his dream because it was the easy way. Just an easy path to go through. Hell No! Val jumps up and then he jumps and strikes the dummy so fast with so much strength the sand falls from the leak for the cut. Then the dummy stand falls to the ground. Val chuckled and went to the next dummy. He did the same thing every time, he was practicing and practicing. After an hour or so, sand is everywhere on the floor and Val laughs. He headed for the exit exhausted but still has a smile on his face. He was so happy that he flexed his muscles. He felt very strong but he knew he had to keep training. Every day of the week he did the same thing. Because of this training, Val got stronger then before. He felt like he deserved a reward so after the training, Val rested for a couple of days
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