--- Day 111 AD ---
I breathed deeply, shaking my hands to get my blood flowing.
I was currently in Tizzy's class, which was 'Beginners Physical Warfare', where she was apparently an Instructor, because all MPWS's were given classes to teach, as a mark of their station.
The man in front of me was well built, not bulky, but lean and well-muscled. He struck out swiftly, and my vision sharpened. I breathed out as I ducked, and then slammed my flattened palm into his chest.
The room shook imperceptibly, trembling with the tiny shockwave that rippled across his chest, and he stood still, his palm gently tapping my chest.
I blinked in shock as the energy was redirected, my sternum cracking, and I flew back, my own energy pushed into me.
I crashed to the ground, and bounced a total of three times, flipping uncontrollably and eventually slamming into the wall, shattering it in a spiderweb.
I stayed still for a second, confused, and peeled myself out of the wall, my bones healing and repositioning themselves.
I stood, cracking my neck, and looked at him. "Interesting." I said, then darted forward, faster than I had before.
I pushed out a gentle finger, touching his collarbone with absolutely no force. He flinched and attempted to redirect my energy again, which I realized was actually a form of natural magic, but there was nothing to redirect.
While he was confused, I stepped forward and folded my hand into a three-inch punch, tossing him back and into the wall, just as I had been.
When he didn't get up, Tizzy raised a hand, and I relaxed as the match was ended. Medics quickly healed him and led him off to the side.
She nodded. "Good job finding his weakness, But next time? Try not to break my walls." She motioned at the two walls.
I shrugged. "Sorry."
She nodded again. "I've actually got something I think will challenge you... Erie? Come on up." She said, smiling.
A giant of a man slowly lumbered over, his footsteps like tiny eruptions. I hummed, watching him closely. I smelled him, and stiffened.
'Shifter... And a big one... What are you?'
He glanced at me, and smiled widely, a giant friendly grin spreading across his face. "Hullo!" He said cheerfully.
I hummed. "Hmm... A cheerful Giant. What are you, friend?" I asked.
"A Crania." He smiled again.
'What the fuck is a Crania?!?' I narrowed my eyes. "And that is?" I asked.
He blinked and shrugged. "Me." He chuckled good naturedly.
Tizzy smirked. "This way you can't win through brute strength." She said.
"Hmm..." I nodded, and slowly removed my shirt, then my boots, my bare toes grinding the stone to sand under me, when they flexed.
He hummed and nodded, removing his jacket, which was almost as tall as me, dropping it to the side and then removing his boots.
I sighed softly and flexed my muscles one by one, stretching and readying myself. He simply cracked his neck and raised his hands in a ready boxing stance.
Tizzy threw her hand down, and my fist crashed into his stomach. He stumbled back a step, and my second knuckle cracked from the density of his body. It was like punching diamonds.
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