Intense Training - Great Progress
"Don't lower your guard—tense your muscles!" Sigurd's stern voice echoed in her private chamber's practice room's training room.
This room was one that even Amalia had yet to enter because of the different stages of gravity and Magical Density applied inside.
It was over five times the regular pressure and gravity force in the lowest setting. This room was where the sword saintess trained for seven hours a day, and now, while standing atop a stone pillar holding Lumeris Nova Asura Fenix, was performing the training he had been repeating for seven days.
The training was rather primitive, with huge wooden logs, thin swords and other dummies launching random attacks that grow in speed and intensity over an hour before a ten-minute break, and then the next set starts.
"Guard up!"
Thud!
Deng! Deng! Deng! Slash!