War is Approaching!

Smack! Smack! 

The sound of a furious exchange of blows, is heard in the scheduled part of the shadowed wilds. 

Zyraxis was training Amaya in hand-to-hand combat.

Saying there is an exchange of blows is an understatement, as Amaya has not landed a single blow. 

Zyraxis has swiftly dodged the punches from Amaya. 

"Huff! Huff! Lord Zyraxis, you are too fast for me. May I take a break for a few minutes?" Amaya pants. 

Sweats were dripping from her forehead; as the young foxgirl pleaded for a break. 

"What are you going to do if it was an enemy? Ask for a few minutes to catch your breath. Remember, training the body is also very important." Zyraxis scolded her. 

"I am very sorry, Lord Zyraxis, for my poor performance." Amaya apologizes.

She looks; pretty exhausted; she was sweating buckets of sweat.