Earthquake

"Haa… I'm tired." Clovis looked at the tent's ceiling while muttering in a low voice. He didn't sleep that much because of the Tier 3 beasts. He came out of the tent while yawning.

Kanaria couldn't help but notice him while bringing some equipment to Jay. "What's wrong with Clovis? He looks more exhausted than yesterday." 

Jay glanced at Clovis and said, "He probably didn't get enough sleep."

"Huh? Wasn't he the first one to sleep?"

"Not really. He was probably training all night." 

"What do you mean?" Kanaria tilted her head in confusion.

"Our training methods are the exact opposite. I am training my muscles by swinging my blade. Meanwhile, he practices with his imagination."

"Imagination?" Kanaria raised her eyebrows, thinking that usually people would go with Jay's method.

"Yeah. Clovis once said that his method was simply recreating an enemy in his mind and simulating the battle. That was what probably kept him all night."