Edward stepped forward and looked at the training dummy as he tried to copy Damon's famous move.
He faked a knee and then swung his leg up toward the dummy's head to try to do the follow-up kick.
It was awkward, to say the least.
The kick wasn't as smooth and sharp as Damon's move, which was so deadly.
Edward's moves were stiff and not connected at all, so the transition wasn't smooth or seamless.
He also didn't do like what Damon did, and did as if he was putting his foot down.
Damon stifled a laugh, raising a hand to stop Edward before he embarrassed himself further. "Alright, alright, let's pause there," Damon said, walking up to him.
Edward looked sheepish, rubbing the back of his neck. "Bad, huh?"
Damon chuckled, patting Edward on the shoulder. "It's not about being bad, it's about learning. The move looks simple, but it's all about precision, control, and practice."