The next day was Wednesday. Ivan began his day early, by 5 a.m. He meticulously cleaned himself before heading to the gym. He was determined to take self-improvement seriously. The harrowing gate raid, with its perilous encounters, had called almost every muscle fibre in his body into intense action. The profound nourishment he had received from the Vate Lord's Residence acted upon him like a potent performance-enhancing drug, causing his muscles and his mind to improve in remarkable leaps and bounds.
Ivan trained immensely, pushing himself to his absolute maximum. It seemed as though the equipment in the gym was no longer adequately tailored for his enhanced capabilities. Indeed, his physical attributes had grossly improved, meaning he was no longer at the level of an ordinary human being. Utterly astonished by the immense strength and boundless stamina that Ivan was exhibiting, his gym coach felt utterly useless, reduced to a mere bewildered spectator.
