After our sparring match... Viktor and I rested again. It's not like we were tired because our fight only lasted a few exchanges. It's because of my arms and hands.
They were still numb, but at least the shaking had stopped now.
And after a few more minutes, the numbness went away too. So with that...
"Let's go."
"Got it."
We started training again. Viktor got back to the lifting area, while me... I took a wooden sword once more and started running the fight I had with Viktor just now in my head.
'Hmm, I could've swung like this and hit him if I was fast enough.'
Swish—
I started analyzing the fight to find areas to improve on, things that I could've done better. This is so next time, I could do better.
*****
It was night now, and I'm back in my room. I'm currently lying on my bed.
"My body hurts."
I mumbled. My stomach is grumbling, and I feel very weak. I did weight lifting again after analyzing my fight with Viktor earlier... I'm exhausted.
