Limit

"Fifteen…!"

Following his fifteenth extension, the reinforcement dissipated before he let out an exhausted breath of air from his lungs.

"I…"

"Good job! You held it for over a minute that time!"

"I still messed it up…!" He huffed, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "that time it was perfect. I was in total control, and even then…"

"Come on, kid, let's take a break."

He looked down for a minute before nodding his head, lifting his shirt to wipe his face, drenched with sweat. A smooth rock sat under the shade of trees, a perfect spot for a quick rest as he sat his rear down against it. He watched as Brahmi reached up, snatching a pair of purple-skinned fruits from the tree branches.

"Catch."

He reacted just in time as the fruit landed in the palm of his hand. The hard texture and shape resembled that of an apple, but the smell it gave off was more tartish.

"What's this, Miss Brahmi?"